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May 2015
the night air humming
and the warm wind
grazing my
skin
the streetlights buzz
like fireflies
whirling around me
the moon hangs
superbly
at the end of a downhill
boulevard-
orange, fired
giant
and aliened

the day never died
the moon robbed
the sun
and my love
waits for me
in silence
on a park bench
tonight
Cristina Dean
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