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thirty six writing the story
i realise
it's complete
thirty five you leave
no absence
in my heart
thirty foursmall strands of life;
seperation is essential
for growth
thirty three speechless
my mouth
full
thirty two we stretch
the night around us
for warmth
thirty one love leaves me
no option
but transcendence
thirty shiny surfacesscrubbed bare and polished