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Dec 2015
Sometimes,
If  I squint real hard,
You name looks like
Light
When it's written out on paper.
Sometimes your name tastes like
Love
if I say it just right.
Sometimes,
Your eyes are the moon
That sometimes keeps me up at night.
But your heart?
Your heart is the ocean
I have been homesick for.
Erin Atkinson
Written by
Erin Atkinson
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