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In other words

Your lessons were given to me in teaspoons    
of solace  
   
There I laid anomalously supine on                
a Sahara of hardwood floor between each  
ache, moment & this obsidian body,              
              
Fully musing origamis of desire,  
Fully aware of my Now  
 
Knowing, well, trying to accept this (( I )) that  
belongs to no-one
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