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Sep 2020
This place
so untouchable

Hard to explain
something that is rarely seen

Brave souls try to feel it
and die young

Toxic...yet addicting

Many walks have been taken
in this direction...
I stopped before the hell
burned me

Scars from many journey's before
glisten in the light of day, raw, subtle
reminders of.

The tears in my eyes, the gentle kisses
that taste of all things divine, the lingering
slow touch...the inhale of your earthly core.
All these things became the hell of all avoidance.

Here's to the barren fields of your own untouchable place.

May you linger there long enough to set us all free~
Tracey
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Tracey
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   Carlo C Gomez
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