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Mar 2012
I burn for her.
Perched in soft, diamond sky.
Millions of miles away
She glimmers
And quickly turns blind eye.

I cry for her
And slowly drown in no worth.
I call out to her
And begin to shake the earth.

I point in her direction
Streaming light across night sky.
I call out searching, tirelessly.
I wish my need for her would die.

I catch her stealing a glance
And warm the ground beneath
With love.
I see her running back to me
And earth floats calmly,
Tender sky
Above.
Anomalous Revelations
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Anomalous Revelations  New York
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