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Feb 2020
What is shared Between may be Within,
Gazing into a gaze, is this where we Rest at Last?
Oh, the Life spent cloaked
Trembling before Utility, Will she notice the Child Whose knees bled not ocean but Sky?
for a Home is a place where one is free to Become The Ground and the Walls themselves - reminded of the infinite miles through which bone and skin extend
Narrative recognizing Narrowness
Bells and chimes are but a gentle compass through time; a glimpse into your mother’s beauty, I miss
Wander in wonder, do you realize we have met?
Oh, the Life spent cloaked
Secreting Truth in secrets
Can what is lost within be found between?
olive
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olive  north america
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