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OVERNIGHT

OVERNIGHT beautiful past tense no language living our limited lives misreading words and feelings personally refined so let’s bed down in a drawer overnight laughing hysterically at the start of this new year exiled in candle-lights warm teardrop flames © Kim van Breda—31 December 2015

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