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With green and yellow shadows
Your ferocity I admire,
You misbehave
Like a house in ruins.

Yet everyone is there
To pick up your rainbow pieces
When your stride falters.

Peripheral vision 
Does not abound
In your sea of cobblestones.

If only I had a lantern.

You sigh, and that sight
truly pierces
Through my thick skin.

You didn’t even know I had skin,
and when it got dry, 
It blistered
Like your little soul
Of Green and yellow shadows.

If only I had a lantern.
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Woman. Floaty. Attached. Dettached. Sudden. Note-scribbler. Citizen of the world. Travelling to the moon and back.

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