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Feb 2015
I used to think that your smile held the key
to this wide, bewildering existence.
Because it was both.
But then you see,
I never forgot
The song you sang to me:
The one about the green mirror of the sea
And the lie of the blue sky.
And therefore why
Some vast emotions
are better kept locked away
Lest they be mistaken for truth.
Shrinking Violet
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Shrinking Violet
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