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July 6, 2010

to a wash,
whose smile depends on nothing lapsed
all-faithful smiling boasts prevail lightly,
sweetly on a neverending tongue,

that test inhaled lightly,
following footsteps shuddering quietly,
breaking new fears over ages old and lost,
wanted and fast-lived, lips beg

a mass, a whale, a wave
a limbering wake falling on the sea and calling moons and stars,
and hail and winter and wind and

all souled away to mysterious longing and belonging that overtakes,
something ending and

faster, terminal velocity approaching nightcast stars and lava,

it all folds in

i will keep everything you make

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