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Early Writings Flying reindeer, Never learned to steer,
Flying pirate ship, Never learned to hear,
Never wondering a single bitten ponder,
Our hearts dance behind our backs,
Our hair twinges behind our necks,
Our stick-horse race, along the dusty beach,
Tehy carry us by wind, skipping the ocean,
Comforting the stray clouds upon the sky's floors,
Searching for the gloves,
Searching Finding
Whispering their secret, shadowing their faces,
Raggety-ann and Andy, Scurry round the mullberry bush
Finding Searching
For the gloves
I brushly kiss your porcelain face, So immortal to you,
I'm so connected to you,
I'm pierced upon your ballerina lips,
WE're painted in a sunrise bruise,
Descending on us like kites,
Reflectiong in our eyes, As we find the empty gloves,
I am you, You are me, We are us.
