i love your epicenter
wholesome golden feather
monochrome boy
i don´t know why
plasma flows in moonlike fashion
(thank you dear for saying no)
those yellow lashes
nightingale ethereal feet divided
i rely too much on my invention of you
(dreaming awake is not dreaming at all)
fairly disconnected i sigh
i do.
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