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Skinfolk: An Ode to Zora

She reminds me

Soul has no color

it emanates from the sum

of life

as a vibrant symphony

of you

Those sole regrets

and moments revealing

themselves as

the bone truth

We are organized

of sound

and gravity

pulling us closer to

the source of divinity

we sometimes

forget

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55 / F / Seattle

Published: Apr 24, 2023
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