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Handmade17 september 2016
UNFAILING
While peeling
an orange I think of
you all time.
Walking in ruins
I pick up peonies
in grass, for you.
Dewy-eyed you
call for a knife in night.
It was full moon.
17 september 2016
While peeling
an orange I think of
you all time.
Walking in ruins
I pick up peonies
in grass, for you.
Dewy-eyed you
call for a knife in night.
It was full moon.