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Jun 2014
The future is a sparkle
a firework feeling in my hands
that billows out and expands
to flash multicolored wants
       while crackling needs
I hope it blows our minds
    exploding blissfully
before our eyes
painting the sky with
our names in starry white;
Innocence revisited,
awakened by possibility
Roberta Day
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Roberta Day  30/F/Austin, Tx
(30/F/Austin, Tx)   
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