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 Aug 2020 Lulu Sarmiento
-elixir-
The time will write history
through the lines on my body,
But will you write the story
of our beating hearts,
an untold story?
It's taken me years
Of writing and reading,
Living,
Giving and receiving,
Love
To realise;
Love is simple
It's humans
That are complicated
I got sixty bucks
and three jokes.

One day all of this
will be yours.
The stone you strive against
with no success,
becomes the perfect
welcome wall
to rest your head.
Dripping with dirt,
I spent all night
digging up graves,
looking for mine.
You fanged at me so proud,
but I only eat poison,
I only kiss snakes.
"But sir, I heard
from several birds
of an oracle below."

"Come in, my friend,
I say again,
you passed it on the road."
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