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Sep 2020
hands, cheeks, chin, nose
pressed yellow against the
warm glass
the sun has no obstacles
but the effervescence
of the bubbling mirage
cast in the grass
near the reflection
of your blushing toes
Written by
callie joseph  17/F/cayman islands
(17/F/cayman islands)   
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