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Apr 2016
I can't take a picture of the moon i'm phoneless

what am i supposed to do with this moment


the halo around her body

the first time i ever felt rays


the window cant block her message
she's here staring right at me

but i can't have her

i admitted defeat once
do i have to do it twice (again)?


i cried to the artist with her work on display
i didn't know i had that kind of empathy in me
i'm surprising myself more and more everday
Written by
Keenon Brice  Baltimore
(Baltimore)   
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