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Sep 2013
i worshiped myself on the date of a full moon
removed the cobwebs, swept spiders
with my intestines

laid snails on any holes
got patched up
so the new moon would fall in love with me.

i reached inside myself, found the
warmest atmosphere
and glitter where my blood is supposed to be

and am now
officially a part of the goddess movement.
Sarina
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Sarina  forests
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