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between our lips, a birdsong in the beating of life expounded, there will be a transference between our skin, a sweet song in the sweating of life compounded, there will be a transference between our blood, a slow song in the spaces we light, there will be a transference between our sight, a mirror mirrored in the crafts we make, there will be a transference between each thought, a steady thrum as our engines purr, there will be a transference between our releases, a breathless softness in the hours we've unmade. there has been a transference fixed between our breathing, the words we find anew.
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Quaking to see this beauty, we voyeurs We weep
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I have saved this force, before I knew it was a hand extended before me. My heart is spinning in space, watching starlight, watching the emptiness. It is spinning and waiting for a gravity to take hold of it and let it circle a world of love. But it seems that it will forever spin, forever wait in a cold dark, creating love in the shell that it calls home.
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Doar
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I like this one. thanks bloom for contributing. .
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what's it to you?
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