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August

You are the August sunrise of my sight
The comfort sigh of my soul arriving home
The flourishing rainbow in my darkness
I don’t care if I can have you
I’ve had you in different lives
And I know I’ll have you in other ones
But time isn’t linear, is it?
In a parallel divine thought, you’re laving with myrrh my spiritless body
inside my sepulcher, grieving.
And somewhere else, your laugh lines reveal the anamnesis of our completeness.
Written by personanongrata (Astral Gift)
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