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loved would so very deeply.

To think the angles and gestures of the wind
Confuses. what moves moves.
Unfortunate to question
The dance of lilies

Where brow and bough
Are the same in fluidity
Escapes justified in planet’s pulls.
Physical inspiration tasted
Implemented by moments
desirous , without fathom equality
for what is that doesn’t hold on.
is not.

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