waltzing matilda no more

in screaming

sensing

gasping

beats

of

wanting

needing

wet

at pulsing

points

of

opened

flow

where fingers

danced

and

met

across

divides

of

weathered hope

and all

that

never

seemed

now lies

sweet

joy

in

trebled

breaths

where hearts

once

danced

and dreamed

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