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Aug 2019
Thus he-
all sweaty and all marked by fights and time
-returns
another lily in his hand
that he now
stretches out
to me-

I see
the same deep
Everything
behind his eyes-

a spark-
a second

And a brilliant field
of purple lavender

Til then
it's time-

No worries.
https://hellopoetry.com/poem/415789/why-it-is-called-chaos-game/
...I am creeping myself out at times. I tell you. Argh.
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