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Sun, 06/26/2022 - 08:37 -- Creator

Acrylic lens lectured 

with Sea’s skin, Sky’s eyes, and Earth’s tongue 

In Clouds’ classrooms of purple sequins 

Satin threads were the subjects 

of its pursuit and illusion

Rose slippers sought smooth strides 

beyond hearts of Pollinators 

and found intimacy in Stars sweet souls 

and gazed at the starlights 

till they erased pierced affection 

like Mutilated needles.



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