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Mar 2013
touch.

smooth, warm, friction.

textures, roam...

away.

the place i told you about,
the place where your mind explores.
your cinematic dreams.
you and you and you.

it's a soft noise,

static, white, sweet,
innocent,
sentimental.

you go so quickly, please stay.
i wanted to-
it's another place...

i would say you are not welcome but you know it well.
Olivia Brown
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