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Sep 2020
Hand in hand
We chased
This dance

Gliding across
The fragile glass

I turned to the right
You took your stance

And Within your gaze
I became entranced

Relaxing my mind
to make it last

That’s when I
Opened my eyes
And it came to pass

So lost in the dream
I forgot this floor
Was made of glass…
Ben Palomino
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Ben Palomino  24/M
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     --- and Diana
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