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With mouths like

where babies come from.

 

 people always tell me,

I can't do something.

   To limit my freedoms

Is to rob me from living.

      Authority,

   Buzzkills for bereavement,

Even.

     Stillness,

       the grass rubs against,

my face.

     the earth stands so still

in moonlight.

     but it's not.

planets are moving, 

     things are moving.

except me.

     I'm totally still,

in this moment 

     of my life.






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