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Aug 2017
Sky
Thirty seven thousand feet,
in the air.

Scattered towns
look like tiny galaxies in the night sky.

I could write a thousand poems.

But all I can think of is
the magic in your eyes.

*Sandoval
Traveling is good for the soul, though you never forget what you left back home.
Sandoval
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