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. . . happiness is in hot water - we seek it out - the warmth

we are heaven made: these waters at a constant 97 plus 

it locks us in and lets us go - each cell memory of the past like a fleetwood mac song

and a good car 

drive into 

the mountains 

where trees 

are older still: i made sure 

to carve in one: a tiny cut 

plus a little blood: took a few pics 

when i evaporate - i will go 

there and find what i left