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Sep 2013
Vibration
Libation

A bow
Made of galloping horses

A string
I wish belonged to my heart

Address
Caress

A seat
Cradles these existences

A face
That took lessons long ago

Winding
Blinding

A dream
Shifting mid-Circadian

A song
Beams from shining brows. And bows.


-LP
Lame Poet
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   Emily
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