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Apr 2018
The sun has never been higher. Reflecting brightly off everything it touches, like a house made of mirrors and glass. Or at least that's what they say.
It's all about perspective I say. Your sun may be bright but mine is no brighter in the most moonless light ever in existence. If only I would get up and open the blinds.
First one worth anything I guess. I'm not to good at this but I respect of poetry very much. Lots of love for my wonderful girlfriend for helping me open the blinds in my life lately
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Nathan Chittum  122/M/Other
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