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let's pine a bit
On d a n c i ng
outside our epithelium spheres
of
plaid flesh
______(over)
tattered bone
summoning response to
respond to my painfully
sweet infliction
that love
"is not discarded" fruit
collected within jars of
ourselves
"T'is us, what we are and between the both.. it was no longer a want but a need" -Noire Rose (Howling)
-':to become: is a verb I've always been obsessed by.',
it comes from an place unknown, that is where I must go
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