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May 2017
maybe I can learn to live in those moments
of sleepy-eyed dawn
of lavender sky and starry-gazed yawns
sheets crinkled and warm
breath sweet like a song
hands soft
upturned on hair-strewed pillow

maybe I can learn to live like the dawn
I think I could be okay like that.
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