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Carry me across the ways you dream, so perfect, so aimless,
softly willing me on, ready to wake.
You are a whole of millions of beautiful fragmented pieces.
You welcome me with your undereyes,
sweeping your feet against my skin,
grabbing my hand, pulling me to you.
In the dance of our tenderness you make me aware of love and escape.
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