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Taking The Odds

An amniotic fluid initiates
the moon to the thunderstorm?
as you climb the tide.

Like a stag? opening the
summer, browsing on
the daisies.

It takes sometime
to sink. This was?
the peacock hour.

A finch will land?
on my shoulder and
look into my eyes, ritualizing it.

The glow was real
in your hair,
borrowed from the sun.
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