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Feb 2018
dry
last night
the moon heard my tears insult you
they called you pretentious
irritating
and a waste of time

yet when the sun rose
my dry eyes adored you
and once again
ecstasy raced through my chest
when i felt the breeze of your purple gaze
as if every sunrise
you drew a cross through my heart
making it yours when my eyes are dry
luci
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luci  16/F/rome
(16/F/rome)   
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     Wyatt, ---, mt, James Humigas and Keita
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