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Aug 2013
you think the daylight is beautiful
but god, you haven't seen a sunrise
the puzzle got smashed to pieces
you're crying on the floor
but just wait and wait and wait
for that pink and orange sky
and the stars of night
and the next day
even better than before
the links all drawn together
magnetic in their fate
you'll laugh, thinking "****."
because that's what yesterday was
compared to today.
the most beautiful day.
MS Lynch
Written by
MS Lynch  Long Island
(Long Island)   
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