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Jun 2019
show me behind the curtain
of velvet and sheer
so the obvious can be made so

i see through a prism filled of light
while the colors you carry
stain my eyes in hues

i can't make out whats green or blue
and cats continue to fear me
but my body is tired so i will rest

and hope this is only a dream.
Kevin
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Kevin  somewhere in jersey
(somewhere in jersey)   
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