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Dec 2013
the kiss of a candle,

against my finger.

the scrape of a finger,

against my wrist.

the wings of a butterfly

brush my face.

the blue of the sky

that pierces my eyes.

hot world.

cold world.

painful world.

gentle world.

world that won't stop.
kaitlyn
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kaitlyn  Pennsylvania
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