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Jun 2018
if it wasn’t you,
my eyes could be your usual blue.
instead they pour,
more than an ocean could ever hold.
if you only could be told.
maybe then i wouldn’t be such a mess.
something one could never never access.
a mind full of dream,
you’ve seem to put there too
if it wasn’t you.

a.b.
letha fay
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letha fay  20/F/Columbus, OH
(20/F/Columbus, OH)   
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