soft and dark
looking through
flashing by
some point she cannot grasp
pretending,
that she does not know
all she has swept together
in dis-guise
and hoping to be mis-taken
so much more in hard pink
she overflows
beyond containment
lost in a dream
of flying without wings
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- I think too much. I wonder at the world, space, time, the universe, all of it.
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