Not Everyone Gets To Name Something They Love

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The traditional text, thought impairs

 

That everyone was searching

 

That full love

found things

He was new, but entire

That full love

found entire years

 

I told a star

The photograph was missing

An emanation

A radiation like umbilical links

 

We think it

We turn words

We are abstract and possible

 

Forgive them, phrases

formulate a rhythm

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