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Feb 2017
i think
your smile
is what makes you desirable
i think
its the way you duck your head
when you laugh
as though to hide
your joy
your shy euphoria
and it's the last thing
i would expect to find
freezing in this wasteland
to be warmed
by the quiet heat
of a stranger's happiness
Written by
Anna Lee
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