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Aurelio
Poems
Mar 2014
Dust
I used to think I could catch dust motes
with my bare hands.
I would dance around in the sunbeams of my childhood,
watching my hands whip through the slow
drifting constellations of dead skin.
I swore, if I just moved fast enough,
I could cup the colorless specks in my hands.
You were never really mine,
I just thought I held you in a sunlit moment.
T.11.I
Written by
Aurelio
21/M/Philippines
(21/M/Philippines)
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