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Mar 2015
Liberate this night,
Pull (break) open the gentle shades
       that hide
Crawling eyes and
                     whisper faces.
Go

                    Go! from me
          Single staged
                 body,
                                  Lighted
                    Flower.
Don't return for the
                               white sun,
                 Nor gold moon
                            But
                    Keep w/you
                   the silver howl
                      of the trees.
Bryce Perry
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Bryce Perry  20/M/Boston, MA
(20/M/Boston, MA)   
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