sleep survive.

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coddle the curveture,
the way you rise and fall.
my repetoire of yet to come,
so the snow falls there and I
listen to the accumlation,
my dissertation on your every detail.
the silver claims the high places
of your face,
shifty shift the light
with your sleep survive.
habitual hand clock,
the tick tick tock,
I just want to be
where you are.





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