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We're Diamonds...They Can't Break Us

8/19/2016

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'From this hour I ordain myself loos'd of limits and imaginary lines...' - W. Whitman.

I have drifted to the temple of sublime where senoritas dine on cotton candy vines. There in the shadows of our grandparent's shrines, a folded blanket reminds us to set down our guards, trade our cards with the stars, and make medicine of our scars. Where there becomes then and when becomes here, we're diamonds my dear...they can't break us.
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-Kurt Peloquin
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