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May 2020
As I saw
the sweetness
of the young man’s eyes,
I saw that
it had been
my own
to betray me
with my own
sweetness revealing
my openness to life,
to love and
to all that
masquerade
their ugliness, shame,
and hatred with
facades of
life and love,
when that’s all
that exists here
behind these
precious eyes.
Written by
Kimball
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