Take me,
yes, you,
to an island where I can be alone,
with the noises of my mind cradled in the sea,
and the dreams of my feet,
undressing before the sand.
Take me,
yes, you,
To the horizons made of wind,
And the landscapes written in hills,
So I may find, between these legs of stone,
the honesty in my name.
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