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Sorry I haven't updated since September. I've been dry then I've been busy, and now I'm still busy... writing other stuff. I'll put more up tomorrow or Wednesday. Here's a little blip on your radar for now.

Flying through the foxgloves

Rolling through the fields she is innocent

Ignorant of darker words

And hurting

No appeal to madness

Insensitive to all amiss

Directing Miss

Take us to a shore

South Sound

Of where this is

Eschewing violence

For deeper bliss

No promise

Just a kiss