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drowned in shatterwords her song, radiation therapy leeching the sanguine tears from stone pit heart in the twilight hours park bench performance lady soul flickers firefly lampposts to guide the way home to her everybody loves her: madly, longing for the ache she ruptures in their chests who knows her name? sigh, i could only sigh in rhythm to stars winkling in longing black velvet, we kiss night skies
Beautiful.
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Thank you, Tara. ❤
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Whew!
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