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CORPUS CHRISTI, TEXAS
Reach up and take a leaf and come naked to the naked moon. I walk as if my face would kiss the wind and where I want to be.
To run free with you once more to let my hair tangle itself in a wind that knows only motion.
Breathe in deeply, the thin air flashing lungs that have been crying tied in knots talking to you again again again
Those were peaceful times, collecting and unearthing in Corpus Christi in the quiet of night just my boyfriend and I, not a thing wrong in the world.
