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Jun 2013
finding small reminders of
lips seeking ears to whisper into of
hands wishing you were here of
lost scents on the floor of
migrating sounds disassembling in mid-air of
words being spoken without touch
Moe
Written by
Moe  M/earth
(M/earth)   
552
   g clair and Nick Durbin
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