think of you
for whom threadbare scraps
are treasures under your table
deserts, ever undulated dunes
in picture-book perfect gales
stripping away like sandpaper
perhaps the sting of salt rain
shall sterilize this wanting within
for whom threadbare scraps
are treasures under your table
deserts, ever undulated dunes
in picture-book perfect gales
stripping away like sandpaper
perhaps the sting of salt rain
shall sterilize this wanting within
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