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May 2017
Ruby rises at dawn
With a sigh and a yawn
And a dream lingers on
In her dream she’s a swan

With a cloud over head
Ruby swims out of bed
She removes from her hair
Monsters made out of air
And she screams with no sound
As her feet touch the ground

She’ll be a morning shadow
With the sun that rises
She dematerializes

Ruby rise at dawn
With a sigh and a yawn
And you search for a trace
But there’s none in her face
Of the thoughts that she keeps
They are lost in her sleep
Alyssa De Marzo
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Alyssa De Marzo  F/Toronto
(F/Toronto)   
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