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In the reflecting shadows,
warm breeze pushing forward; coveting the cut grass. My heartbeat is quiet, echoes the bareness of the walls. In paceable time, a yawn, making eyes water, but the tension is unwound. Copper coil loosened. I want to break out- unstitch my silhoette and gather the wind in my arms. |