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Dec 2010
I will kiss your remininesent
tears with my scars
your salt will cleanse me
when your particles mix in my skin
and we shall become whole
like the root of every beautiful plant

the earth will swallow us
and we will dwell beneath the cradles feet
like two seeds
me and you
breathing as one living breed

I whisper between the dirt
and nestle as close to your warmth
my skin is stuck to yours
petite us
my pores are your pores
midnight prague
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midnight prague
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