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canthus

branches

the brother
the rival
-
these join and reach the trunk as one.

swirl in my belly,

close to you, and hungry
sat here in wonder

erect in position
sitting waiting wishing
missing an old place was sitting
moving future distance as the wind wisping
listening, pausing my tongue
and its quick additions
seeing beyond an old wall perch view i been living
walk in a sea of sensation

tree to rain and shine and wind when
i let them in
Written by mavement
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