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Apr 2013
She
she is laid out before me
all of her glory
she lets my hands explore
I find truth
I find peace
senses overload
she gives me this
I, but a parasite
she orbits the sun
I scrape on her flesh
a pollutant
but she gives me all
all she can
my methods
organic
sustainable
proving my love
Amelie Arnaz
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Amelie Arnaz  Earth
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