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nearly crushed with longing

as if the sky was lead

the twist of something silver

leaving her

a thief in water



she enters a room like sunshine

betrayed, betraying

as a lover

breathes in breathes out

then or anymore



with graceful smile

she extends to coil secrets

round fingers

tracing letters on her back



breathes in breathes out





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