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December 04, 2011
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12/4

You’d get lost
in her fractals.
Staring for hours
trying to figure out
her equation.
This was the act
of staring
in
to her eyes.
Her infinity.

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April 04, 2011

4/30

Sinister 

Calming

is the turn

of a screw.

You find peace,

in pieces

Conjoined.

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