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Jan 2014
love
to sufferers of
scarcity
consider it
embodied in
a soul-mate
one for
one

whole split
yet aggregate
two
halves per
simplistic
two-dimensional
singular
somehow minded
to be
complete?

stretch out
blinded horizons
for everything
to see
is actually
a
part of
an infinitely
dimensional
infinite
part of
me
Jay Esse
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