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Blue Eyes Wash Off Sometimes.

To Love Another Is Somethinglike Prayer And It Can't Be Planned, You Just Fallinto Its Arms Because Your Belief Undoes Your Disbelief.

The Place I Live In Is A Kind Of Maze And I Keep Seeking The Exit Or The Home.

I Raise My Pelvis To God So That It May Know The Truth Of How Flowers Smash Through The Long Winter.

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