no passport—
still this feral beauty
crosses my border
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LOVELOVELOVELOVELOVELOVE…!
You’ve probably already figured that I love your word choice of, feral.
Behold, once again, sistren and brethren, the elegant power of poetry.
Kiitos, for your daily poeming, and your daily rosemerrying.