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Aug 2013
Sink into me.
Breathe slowly.
We'll burn the clocks
and drink our music.
Rest your wandering feet.
I've built you this home
of bone and song
and wrapped it in my skin.
Tell me your heart can beat for me.
Sink into me
until we forget all our fences.
Steven Hutchison
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Steven Hutchison  Kansas City
(Kansas City)   
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