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Precious Little Left- A PrayerTera Marina, stand with me in the forest now and say it's beautiful. See the trees protecting me from the sun now. Turn your beautiful golden eyes down, try to ignore the growing thing inside me.Precious Little Left- A Prayer
Feel my chemo arms encircle you, let them reach around your widening waist and its own growing thing inside. Marvel at how much of me is gone, and how much you've grown since that one crystal, shimmering night. Blush. Feel like pulling away, but be afraid to. Know my eyes are still chasing runaway trains in your feral curls of burning coal, and meet them with your ow
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St. CyrilI saw the horses moving in the storm Facing the howl of truth to Stampede into truth and Meet a bitter end in truth Or find a warm stableSt. Cyril
They were brave, their breath heavy in the air Despite the blast
Men don't ride this far except in iron boxes Or in the calm, languorous coat and chariot of madness
What was the race thinking, coming north To make eastern promises To the gods of the western wind As the south rises against them?
I saw the ships come in to port Heavy with the steel and wood of empty crates Heaving the black mi
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And wrap its arms around you
Breathe the air
Make sure the motive's clear
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Close your eyes
Close your eyes
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