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Mar 2017
we were agitated
so we decided to dance
and then your hands touched mine
and so much time passed
before one could look the other in the eye
and in the eye i saw one color
one color dripping like a waterfall
a thousand doors
a thousand doors
opening
closing
practice sitting in silence
and surely you shall break free
of insincere eyelids
that wink at you
when you fall asleep
Ganesha Michael Shapiro
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