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Feb 2012
All the night is,
Is a thin layer of blackness
And color takes over
In the backs of your eyes,
Glittering through the
Orange and blue
translucent white.
Galaxy spills from the bottle.
Your fingertips
catch the light.
Margrett Gold
Written by
Margrett Gold  moon
(moon)   
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   Daphne Ryan and Conor
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