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A smells of tarragon like a frog in spring Bees are everywhere Stinging madly   Smoke swirly, like the needle in the haystack Crying out into the silence, blind to it. And your hands, like fingers in the dark. Breathing, at last   Great depths and bated breath Chest heaving in unrest Blind, deaf and... Continue Reading →

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