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Body Warmth
blue apples
blowin in the wind
blowin away
away from the soul
sold my shoes
last wednesday
what a shame
tis a harsh world
we live in
I knocked on my neighbors door
forgot he wasn't real
he was of my insanity
I have forgoton how to trust
who to open my arms up to
and beckon into
my body's anticipating warmth
How will I continue
to operate as I have
more
and more
than I have
more
and more
experience
more
and more
vitality
more
and more
reality
How will I keep
this open body
warm
blowin in the wind
blowin away
away from the soul
sold my shoes
last wednesday
what a shame
tis a harsh world
we live in
I knocked on my neighbors door
forgot he wasn't real
he was of my insanity
I have forgoton how to trust
who to open my arms up to
and beckon into
my body's anticipating warmth
How will I continue
to operate as I have
more
and more
than I have
more
and more
experience
more
and more
vitality
more
and more
reality
How will I keep
this open body
warm
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