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I touched the farthest star
When his voice rang through distance
Magnetizing in finesse
Which I’m left to reel after
We preyed on words
Danced round satires
The laughter that we maimed
The fires that we made
Like melted diamonds
Cascading between
fleshy tight-knitted walls
On our knees we went
Praying in uncanny psalms
Faced demons we chose to remember
Clasped hands and climbed mountains
Only to come down as gods

Vera

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