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1d
the ground palms darknesses & pours

it over my head--it shouldn't be so

easy to forget a name.

think an impromptu baptism with

shades on.

it's how one sticks out to another

world--a monolithic displacement,

undeniably there.

always prepared to say a few words

about the body's warmth...

followed by: I wanted you to have this.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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     Emma and Mike Adam
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