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Like half dark cartwheels we were falling
asleep beneath palm skies. Pink &
hatched, let’s unwind this blue. As we
remember what we sketch on night clay,
will you stay, help shape a constellation
from these embers?
Like half dark cartwheels we were falling
asleep beneath palm skies. Pink &
hatched, let’s unwind this blue. As we
remember what we sketch on night clay,
will you stay, help shape a constellation
from these embers?
