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Gabriel Burns

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On August 18, 2020
Memento The shelter,The harbor,The home,The heartfelt warmthWeaving through marrow and bone,Undulating softness like no otherIn the lulling of a song,The voice of the mother. Live Hues I’m raining backwards in the morning  She is the rainbow; how do I reach her Sunbeams entwine with rain...
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