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12.2.02 

and in the silence of the way i dream, the drenchedlight darkening of eyelids that flutteropen and find eternity there smiling with shirt in hand, the way i can pull my toes against the sheets and know that today i am real, the world is shiningshimmer and brilliantly black, more than i can hold and behind my eyes i see it all, i see the way the world tilts to meet us, the way the angrylight fades to softhappy doublewords like poems that fall away in the wake of water that i'd forgotton was so sweet, forgotton i could fly that i soar that my mouth can make these words come true beneath the blankwall curtain screen that stares at me, the words that pull me from myself and leave me silent spinning alseep and knowing how the light will hit the ocean even if i am here not to see it, and the whisperslide of skin that reaches all the edges of the universe, all the crevices of the mind, the world the world the sky is so full and dripping with all the things we know and hold so dearly...
and in life, we love.
and in love, we live.

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