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[unitdbyhaircuts]

The strength is in the fire--
the passive promise stands sway
pulls boon in bright and dimming light

I count my steps like i count my pulse,
steady and inconsequential
im a product of good measure: a formality

Im a long ways off
im forsaken
im barren
im detached
im split
spilled

"scratchmarks on my knees since I've been running the bramble lee...when I'd much rather be--WANTING to be--running the loping"

Let the buoys be broken, we now beg