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body jewelry by bodyPUNKS!

body jewelry by bodyPUNKS!

body jewelry by BodyPUNKS!

 

it's finally turned winter here. cold, leaves flying everywhere, rustling over cement, musical. evening headlights fuzzy-golden in the fog.  pastel-purple clouds, or clear, crisp blackness of sky with pinpricks of starlight, a full moon. i lie on the sidewalk. i walk, drag my feet through leaves. i sink into it all because it's finally fitting, the world outside finally feels the way i do, it expresses what i hold inside of me, a cold, crisp beauty, a desperately remembered magic.

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