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there is pattern
following births
divine and no coincidence
feminine and dreamy
we count perfectly
two, three; six, seven
synchronize our steps
feeling the intimate heaviness of gravity
stands still to mesmerize
infinity inside retinas
like years lived in a ancient city
air in water empire

8 Dec 17

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