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a single gold thread
ties the night ashore -
this flat line of dawn
posted by name of the rose at 9:14 a.m.
soak the edge
The inside of thought is where everything teems and stirs with a thousand cracks is where the water meets the shore like threads pulled taut that soak the edge
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have been a great fan of yours. awe-inspiring!
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