Friday, May 03, 2019
speak in the language of darkness.
hands and fingers, know them and each other.
By the night ways, mouths and tongues, discover the grain and strength.
By heart, what to clutch for comfort and who to cling to in certainty.
at May 03, 2019
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Play it again Sam.
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