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Mar 2013
Give me a girl
who smells sweetly
of creation.
Let me mistake her
for the world,
let me drown
within her waters.
I shall invest in her
my foolish spirits,
and rest joyfully
chaotically
within her withered
soul.
Written by
Henry Mulligan  Missoula, Montana
(Missoula, Montana)   
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