I thought there was a kingdom.
A flower was the entire sky.
Eyes but not light. The stair she left.
Back to the opening movements.
It’s always somewhere.
Somewhere in those first seven gestures.
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I thought there was a kingdom.
A flower was the entire sky.
Eyes but not light. The stair she left.
Back to the opening movements.
It’s always somewhere.
Somewhere in those first seven gestures.
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