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May 2014
half here
half awake
the scarlet in the sea
touches wet far away

so the day begins
stop to catch
that branch through the wind

half stupid
half scared
still you can feel your magic hands
working the silly air

somehow you're winning
waving that wand that isn't there
about making your day go well when all the odds were against you. Like you managed to work some kind of magic. half blood is an HP reference.
Elijah Almond
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Elijah Almond  CA
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