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May 2023
Must I look around
Involving myself in expanding intimacies
Something created from so much
But very little
Pushing me from the importance of the infinite
Rotating without break
Encompass all
No matter
No willing
I must float
Flex
Descend
Cease
If I am here
I must belong
j a connor
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j a connor
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