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Sep 2016
no matter what you're told, that colour will
always speak volumes to you in the same way
they don't say all this could be yours, but hues
and shades of the sky rest in your blood
hearts like ours beat with the atmosphere,
despite everyone's changing flows,
we stay sensitive to the sights

-c.j.
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