Day 53

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The Den
by [REDACTED]

Warmth courses through the fibers
Our fingers crawl and stroke
The air moves gently
Blown by blades
Of what might as well be grass
Hemmed in, swaddled
We lie here together
Windows open to our souls
Windows open to the world
And your breath whispers yes

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