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Sep 2012
You never told me why, no hello, goodbye
No questions, no answers, the smallest white lie
I remember the shape of your lips when you told me not to cry
How something we dream of, can make me want to die
I looked out the window, at the textured blanket of sky
My toes pressed against the opposite door, just like a child
Back when my biggest concern really wasn't that wild
Like how big is the moon, and why did the dish choose the spoon?
How did the cow jump so high, and wait, wait a minute...
Why did you lie?
Sarah Ann Brown
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