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MINDS OF THE CONTINENTS MEET UNDER THE STAIRWELL

Poetry is the center of the universe

The higher power does not mind this

Everything has changed pão de queijo has Passover clearance

Do you think of the ocean as the sea or the ocean

as the place of science or the place of love

When I listen to Noam Chomsky I run faster than ever

I exercised away my back pain into heartache

How many times do I have to ask

why do beautiful women fuck up their faces with make up

Never giving up poetry

Is she going to fidget her whole life

or deal with her childhood trauma

The body will think of something

I dreamed your dream for you

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