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Jul 2013
we drew landscapes with our tongues

we wore our spirits like capes

we relied on instincts

and met in separate realities



I would


gather your mistakes and dig up a hole

bury it deep and water it down

wait for the sun as you dream in your sleep

think a little longer, learn like machines
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   Gary Muir
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