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indigo Jul 2020
in yesterdays limelight was you
autumn glow sifts through your hair,
the golden sands we surfed

gentle cheeks brushed red
behind rose lenses, smile lines
that fleeting, naive azure

todays fluorescents, headache white
midnight eyes, sunk and hollowed
your lilac touch uncured

— The End —