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synonymous

Lily Cartier

oh, sunday mornings that are now my own

indescribable light falling

on hot tea and linen towels

my knees are not sore

and no frankincense wove

into the seams of my skirt

scenes of wholehearted blessings

full of wholehearted bullshit

hallowed be thy

hollowed sentiments

because i loved my neighbor

too much

too wholly too holy

i bear my soul to you

sunlight falling

today has to be a good day

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