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Aug 2015
”Just a little closer.”
Shifting in my spot
brings me nearer to the lens
but you’re still miles away from me.

“Smile just a little.”
Can’t I smile a lot?
It’s hard to keep from grinning
when you stare like that at me.

“Perfect.”
You clearly mean your shot,
but I can’t help the futile hope,
that maybe you mean just me.
Prodigy
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Prodigy  Vulcan
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   Chloe-123-x and Micah
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