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Tagged: betwixt and between poetry
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michael raven

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sage bundles in a pot for smudging
Photo by Ginny Rose Stewart on Unsplash
we crawled into
innerworld
on our hands &
knees

you kissed me
otherside &
promised me all
night

sage was a'drifting
stones were shifting &
flames burned to
embers

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