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EDENBRAY ~ RETROSPECTIVE – 5

I AM SOUND AS I LAY SOFTLY IN PILLOW’S HEART Originally posted on February 19, 2011 – written 08.08.1987 . . .. I AM SOUND AS I LAY SOFTLY IN PILLOW’S HEART … .. The grey dawn mist of apples, … Continue reading

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HYACINTH …

Hyacinth . . I would never have put this out, so seemingly strangely It took me over like a whirlwind over Polynesian islands The absence of joy somehow only increases our paranoia The deep hurts we carry become more the … Continue reading

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