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Nov 2016
awakened to the moon
staring wide-eyed
hopelessly wild
i glance down
and find my hands covered in
red is the color of god
lights in the distance
voices beneath the glow
now red was their color
and they belong to me, too.
Anthem
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Anthem
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   Colten Sorrells
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