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Mar 2020
I
i have a face cut from ice
a heart pierced in a thousand places
so to remember
always the same voice
the same gestures
and my laughter
heavy
as a wall
between you and me

the ones who are most alive
seem the most still

behind the milky way
a shadow dances

our gaze climbs toward the stars
Shadow
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Shadow  Purgatory
(Purgatory)   
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     Perry and Pluto
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