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What Is This Thing

What is this thing called mortal love? Yet not a Thing at all At least a Relationship, Which, of course, requires two or more to adore-fully dance or, divorcing, fall Back into Earth's green ball planting and replanting health without one sign to recall LeftBrain conserving dominance preserving StraightWhiteMale prominence throughout his-story's clumsy appall Peace brokers wondering, How grows this integrity, felt immortal passion not not mortally unknown after bodies and before spirits good health natured co-arising All These sacred relationships for Earth's immortal love in one dynamic place, passions springing forth toward warm best known recall.

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