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May 2018
2 trees,
And between them,
A boy.

He peeks and his eyes are wide,
And wary,
And the light is
Suffocating and
Invigorating.

If he only reaches,
The noonday rays
Will bathe his hand
With bright.
Written by
Aemr  F
(F)   
106
   ---, Fawn and Mike Adam
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