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Oct 2018
four hands
held firmly
over the eyes of my heart
"no, dont look.
the world out there is scary"
"no"
i say from underneath their palms
"your just scared of what will happen
once ive seen it"
in the silence i hear their thoughts:
"she'll run
of course she'll run"
i smile
"of course ill run"
harmony crescent
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