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Mar 2014
He was like the moon
One part always hidden.
veiled in darkness, hums a secret tune
Till he writes a song for me or for you.

If I was a star
He was so much bigger
And brighter
Opalsecence
Ultra-violet.

Then his undiluted honesty
Would scare you
Half
To
Death.
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