if this goose is cooked
whats with all the feathers?
the ices and the blues
are shredding through the weather
it seems as though
in another universe
you and i led a full life together
never looking to hate
stuck in simple intrigue
something i'll remember forever
but we acquire
all things a must
our lives at random
including trust
feel our hips together
in a spiritual thrust
i may be a muse
fluid and unrealistic
but i feel you in my bones
a feeling that may stick
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