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Acceptance

there's a beauty in
her angled shoulders

between the shadows meeting
beneath the curve
of her breasts

unbroken hours
forgotten in
the narrow dark

silence moves
along the small
parts of her hands

◄ Transition

Falling Asleep on the Late Train ►

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