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Apr 2020
The point is not to catch up.
It's to warm our hearts with the intensity of the moment,
as the blinking red light of our memory frames it.
Energy nods and contracts that this deal is done
We will stir and kick up life in our paths
which will only settle for one beat
the next time we meet again.

alice
Accent Marks
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Accent Marks  27/F/New York
(27/F/New York)   
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