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Love is the way I write
return every shadow, embrace all the love
I remember all of redemption and all the fear I cut
getting lost in the distance even hug me, not fragmented Perth
fragmented glory glory love ..

such as dew, sparkling without blinding
cool down without sinking
in the surface area of the universe reflected
like poetry in between the eyes staring
simple nodes without interpretation.

O beloved, so I write
like the wind, wings flapping free word
there is a drizzle, the fallout leaves
incarnate breath down your chest cavity. and I listen to
what is not said to love ….