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BLUE
conceived of sun and sky
that warm blue womb
that held me
and holds me still
and our bright star,
hot, delicious,
painting my vision red
and these thoughts that roll
and tumble,
these endless
waking dreams
that rake the shore
where i am whole
and holy
and swaddled in precious light,
warm
and so very close
to free
that warm blue womb
that held me
and holds me still
and our bright star,
hot, delicious,
painting my vision red
and these thoughts that roll
and tumble,
these endless
waking dreams
that rake the shore
where i am whole
and holy
and swaddled in precious light,
warm
and so very close
to free
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