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Aug 20
Love is the shell of the oyster
The caramel centre
The worrisome weather

Coast coasting shooter
Cyanide chaser
Hand with the feather
That beckons, bats, pressures

Love is a dream without dreamers
The real thing

Love is the magical realm of beauty we wanted to lift...
A waterfall pounding
All streams of past to the place...
Love is everything missed and remade
Seismic Nought
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