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Gold Bones

I can finally use this

Breath shaped like dragon’s scales

I can finally catch my own words

And curl my cheeks

I can finally close my eyes

Feeling your blue stare

My heart is opening

Has for four years or more

Finally, I use my smokey spirit

Fire kindled by my woodsy roots

I can finally feel it

I can finally feel you

I’ll take these coins and

They’ll ripple over my body

Ethereal clouds

My bones are GOLD

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