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2003-11-01 ||| 9:10 a.m. the torrents of water fled and made the rocks move last night the mist rose like fog mingling with smoky fires inside where it was warm i held yr hand inside a pocket and smiled and i watched as you grew near inviting me to the island, my wings black and glittery a grace of hand across my finger
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