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Deepest, darkest brown

Boring into me like augurs,

drilling for the unique gold

of my soul.

 

Flashing, silent, screaming green.

Intellect apparent,

soul smeared on mine,

loving, knowing, growing, ravenous.

 

Liquid brown, soft and broken...

needing healing, crying for protection,

drawing me in

pushing me away.

 

Huge and eloquent,

brimming with love,

knowing and porous,

absorbing all.

 

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