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Jan 2014
It’s hard to say I can look into your eyes
Can’t turn away, I see me
In them in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon

A deep lake, succumbed by silence
Rippling across distorted in waves
There I find you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon


Roses, soft, grow by me
Fed by a stream, the soul
Flowing in you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon

Shatter edges of glass under pressure
Like the shoreline itself
That tide is you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon

Never to meet, cycling, once in a lifetime perhaps*
Who’s to overshadow?*
Less often it’s you
I’m the sun, you’re my moon.
Kristin Abrahamson
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Kristin Abrahamson
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   AD Sifford and Emily Tyler
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