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May 2017
I could open it without a thought,
waken its glow to fill my mind,
touch its beautiful rosey-gold.

It connected me to all we know,
Showed me all that can be seen,
Everything marvelous to behold..

Until it dropped and I broke the screen.
Written by
Jonathan Tindal  38/Cisgender Male/Richardson, TX
(38/Cisgender Male/Richardson, TX)   
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