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| We lived for tomorrow, now I begin where you end.
Midnight�s perfect circle holds light gently, still. Out of time and mind we are - beloved essence of embrace � curved torrent � taste of honest will and you inside no-place. Beyond whole. Nameless bright with ancient stars, slip streamed and wild yet gentle on my fine earthskin and quiet dreams entwined � serpents twist thin hours � undefined. |
| co-written with ~ and for ~ J |