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{in which she attempts to define love and hate in 17 syllables each}

Posted on April 9, 2019 by whimsygizmo

{…while holding her breath until morning} ::   Love’s got a quiet star tongue, st(r)ung bright in an infinite hum-hope-sky. Hate holds too much fire in its own belly; wastes its breath on fear, and sting.   ::   .. … Continue reading →

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