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Jul 2020
this bright light
consuming molecules of
what seem to make us up

contained in these fleshy
self operating watery bodies
skipping around each other
talking to ourselves
brain function a mystery

I do not command
my heart to beat like
the drums in your high
school band
it's function is self disciplined
i wish i had as much
control
as my digestive system
how it works constantly
never procrastinating

we are solar systems
whirling, beeping
stardust particles with feet
we dance across seas of earth
dirtying skins that
hold our organs in
Danielle xmas
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Danielle xmas  24/F/spacetime
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