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Feb 2018
you have a soft face
and a breakneck smile
seen one way
only to turn and be another
fractile and shifting
like a prism of a million cuts
get used to one color
shift to 100 others
you see the rainbows all around
and claim they come from others
                
               in the wrong lighting
               prisms are colorless
Gale L Mccoy
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Gale L Mccoy  24/Non-binary/Ohio
(24/Non-binary/Ohio)   
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