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::  fragments  ::

tell the sea
about blue

we were someplace after.
there were none but you


leave together,
not fast

we manipulated

these roses
stare at the sky

as rocks do
through the thousand white mists
like a symphony voided

will men recall
the sweet gift eternity,
like days in bed,

or soar away from love incubate?

she says watch,
they take power from the languid boy