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Mar 2019
when daylight secludes

my moon--

she stares out of a

blue window.

when she climbs through

that blue window,

her face's a nightlight.

to see dreams come true.

she's my falling form

of love.

unwitting as deep sleep.
Onoma
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Onoma  NYC
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