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Hearts,
Lying bore,
Under trees,
In thin air,
Made from these,
Leaves, branches,
Roots and earth,
Bee's glances
From above the...
Wake
With white light,
On your cheek.
Heavy bright.
Feels repeat
As does night.
Softly speak,
Breathe with me
Underneath the...
