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Apr 2013
Beautiful dreams
  of making art from glass
  and then giving it away to people who ask…

Our bodies entangled
  ******* like the knots that were in my stomach
  at the beginning of eve

Dissipated
    like the shore washed by the great sea

You are
    the best parts of me
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   Sawyer, joel hansen, st64, ---, Clarisa and 2 others
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