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I met a woman whose slowness proceeded her
- freyapayne5
- Oct 25, 2024
- 1 min read
I met a woman whose slowness proceeded her
she shimmered the park open
the leaves lapped her grace,
watching her was a gift that stripped
my woebegone stories
my righteous stories
and i too flowered
naked before god.
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