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Jan 2014
I am open space and you are hard wet rock,
you lie in one place for as long as you can remain solid,
I fly between here and there
anywhere that
I can breathe new air
you are molded by your surroundings
I carve away at mine
you will hide beneath my winds
I will rest on your
sun bathed smooth skin.
I am always changing
you are exquisitely stable
we fold into each other
blind
for I've never stayed in one place
and you kiss your routines
like a mother tucking in her children
I want to know how you think,
and you are terrified
of how I dream for days
without waking up.
When I jump from the bridge
you will be the break in my fall,
please
don't let me shatter.
Portland Grace
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Portland Grace  23/F
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