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Aug 2019
In your hand
a purple blossom
grows and
opens
and reveals
the sleeping
peaceful
Universe
and how it sighs
and curls up in
your warmth
and how you blew onto
its tiny face
to wake it up
and play-
Me
Written by
Me  Here and Now
(Here and Now)   
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   Carmen Jane
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