feeling what moves atoms
in a way that calms,
warms, cools, protects, comforts,
dries, wets, pushes, pulls...
can be what we want it to be
at home, overseas, while in freedom,
while under lock and key
it is what it is.
i say we party
optional ending: (let's write poetry)
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