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Quietly justifying The existence of the other The lines of his jaw The turn of her hair But not in hand For its beneath the surface Of the conscious mind That the search began And there it will end There it will end
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
Identity In Eyes
Quietly justifying The existence of the other The lines of his jaw The turn of her hair But not in hand For its beneath the surface Of the conscious mind That the search began And there it will end There it will end
Just beneath the surface things. Next to the shadow, just to the right.
colmistoirm
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Jul 17, 2018
Jul 17, 2018 at 2:50 PM UTC
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