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Joselyn Jun 2019
You could hang the moon for them
but they would just tell you it was crooked
Joselyn Jun 2019
Voice as deep as the ocean
Hair as vibrant as the sunset sky
Eyes, blue-green like the bay
Skin soft like the fine sand
Gentle like the sea breeze
You remind me of home
J.L.P.

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