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Aug 2014
I notice,
while sitting with a pen,
harvesting words
for the task I was given,
fantastic dreams
of ****** exploration,
unobtainable and maybe unrequited,
cloud my mind
with a most fatal attraction.
Sean Yessayan
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Sean Yessayan
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