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i can hear everything in here though they never said we could the deafening silence, the wilted tear – unsaid and understood the door is far away fading out of reach in a desert oasis embrace and burn

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there is a woman on the moon, and for long has been a glimmer of light in a dark lagoon – and there, she is queen there is a woman on the moon, and she stares down at me my every move, a ceaseless sea