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Oct 2015
The gentle chug of your heart challenged the tick-tock, tick-tock of the clock
- I heard it - and I became aware
that the blacks of your eyes, with intense revolutions, saw me as past tense.

In response, the cave of my head opened up wider than ever before in an attempt to make you smile.
What was accomplished was an awful spillage of cream cheese which fell right in front of your feet.

You did smile though, it was an awkward smile but you smiled wider than ever before.
Y ahi tu sin ningun miedo recogistes y comistes mis palabras como si fueran forever-scented strawberries.
Geovanni Alfaro
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Geovanni Alfaro  Rogers, Arkansas
(Rogers, Arkansas)   
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