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Nov 2014
I can still see
the tidal wave
pushing past 
the kindness 
of your eyes
hatred over love, 
like
the crashing of a village’s 
chapel after
disaster—
losing the trust of the one you trust
Alexzandra Irvano
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Alexzandra Irvano
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