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Apr 2017
Drops of Sunlight
Let me hold the sun
and find that my battered hands
have an imperfect grip
as sunshine bleeds through my fingers
see how that light begs to scatter
but still warms my hand
Written by
The Unteleported Man  25/M/ADK, NY
(25/M/ADK, NY)   
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