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< the bones of april >
glow white in the moon
pulling the tides apart
as i
your legs
cast on a beach
the remnants of old invasions
picked by crows
craving this food
as we all must
and the water
and the kiss
and everything is soon forgotten
(save the kiss)[font=Courier New]
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