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there is life

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  1. There is life.
    In shades of blue and brown.
    In vengeance and despair.
    In orgasm and fresh spring mornings.
    In death.
    In sun and burn.
    In the flow of horses and universal entropy.
    In blind and deaf.
    In lullabies.
    In collisions and things that never were.
    In cycle and square.
    In peaches.
    And pleasure and sperm and wispered vaginal secrets.
    In all the places I hide.
    In those you find me in (when you do).
    In crossroads and the morphing of shades.
    In amnesia and liquid lithium nightmares.
    In the wake.
    In the sleep.
    In tyrants and children and their tales.
    In wonder and oblivion.
    In all those centuries I won't live to know.
    In your lips.
    In my hands, for they are not dead.
    In the absence of words.
    In salt and the death of weeds.
    In the shapes that haunt my dreams.
    In the people that brighten your days.
    In you and me as islands.
    In us.

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