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Hela

2018-06-10

You knot your
Hair loosely behind
The crown of your
Skull out of
Habit - but it
Cascades from a
Spire in your
Principled clouds to
Cover the earth - to
Tickle the
Twitching curve of my
Lip, and to
Brush the
Baying drum of my
Inner ear, and to
Fill the
Faithless  recollection of my
Dream like a
Summer haze.

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