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what’s on your mind…
Imagine if you could love with all your heart, all the time, tender so tender. If you could onlysee from the inside, where you would wake up pink heart pillow, your road your veins. You goto work in your brain and you take a ride stream of blood. Pop the wind blows as you breathe,in and out floating in sack of oxygen.
O y e x g n
roll around your tongue the earth
and sweet fruit juice bursts
like a teardrop of compassion down your throat.
Skin, the imaginary line between the universe and what we cant imagine…
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