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twelve
pause my eyes
as sun waves to moon
and still-born stars gasp
at midnight, a country of two
breath becomes singular
once becomes plural
and time becomes ours
as sun waves to moon
and still-born stars gasp
at midnight, a country of two
breath becomes singular
once becomes plural
and time becomes ours
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