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Apr 2016
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he cupped my chin so our eyes could meet.
"what are you so afraid of?" he asked.
i'm afraid you might see through me–
dust and cloud, thunder and storm, heat and fire.
a disastrous mayhem.
but none of it came out of my bounds.
instead, i forced a smile.
a smile as bright as the moonlight.
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