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Jan 2018
he doesn't talk much
but his eyes and hands do.
they do so well
that they speak even better
than i can.
i only wish i am the one
he looks at; he touches.
i only wish i am the one
he talks about.
in reality, you're always my subject, wjh

(j.m.)
Lunar
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Lunar  25/seaside soul
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