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I am an observer to the world map that is your face

And I want to travel here, to the fjord creasing your eyes;

To the rustbelt of freckles of your cheeks.

 

If I were to touch you, you would fall into the air as stars,

And later that night you would fall back onto the Earth as rain.

Fill my mouth will the liquid of your sorrow and I will swallow you.

 

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