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May 2013
Her hair was red
then black
then a bit of both
and then the sun took over
and her face was like
a sculpture of Venus
and then her lips moved
and they kissed the words
who are you
and suddenly I was aware
she saw me
Frank Cotolo
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Frank Cotolo  United States
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