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Nov 2014
No one wants to be
outside when the
sun falls.
Everybody wants to
see the sunrise.
When it's dark, no one wants to speak of
what they feel.
In the light people
talk of what they
see, and make nothing of it.
In the dark few feel for what
they cannot see, awareness is a new sense.
The light and dark have both individuals
who hate and love one or the other.
Warmth and cold
Aaron Bee
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Aaron Bee  22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico
(22/Non-binary/Shiprock, New Mexico)   
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