measuring things that are random

I have made a map to your heart and your sacred treasure. I drew the rivers in red and the trees in blue. I gave the highways names, not numbers. Frank. George. Like that. Nothing on this map has a beginning or an end, just the beautiful kindness of life in the middle. I scaled your kiss to the size of the page, and carefully listed the weight of those…
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