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When did that baseball field become so wide, Back then its arms were only long enough to Hold no more than a couple of egg rolls And my tiny b..

In this sacred union, You wear a quality of heart which under usual circumstances would only bloom after waves of wise-grey Have carefully rolle..

As my skin continues to love its way Into the gaps between my mind And a wellspring of that ever deserving reality, One thing is always becoming..

Untitled The table of gratitude is wide and yet We welcome so few despite its infinite rim. Even among those panting, exhausted guest our Eyes f..

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