do you exist(misted in smoke)you must if you melt my snow so around the uhuru peaks of the mountain that holds me you speak while i record truths of you in a book that i keep in a box not on that mountain but deep inside a boat where air and blood stain the flow of sun ships in and out and in and out and you walk on steam midst clouds of ash deep inside around the boat afloat in a box in a book about you about you

ease bubbles thick as oil sleek slow rings tie us perfect maelstrom we prolifically pyroclastic you and i we burn the apocalypse and still have left to spare for us of us for us we are always one even when we are more so much more up and down a mountain always close to the sky you and i water and ash drifts lahar we are left in our landslide barely surviving dreams we share but we share

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