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June 27th, 2016

6/27/2016

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unexpected solace

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You are dirty raspberry chai
Holding my hands for too long
Eyes so blue the sky competes
How are you?

Unexpected solace
Tenderness stinging my eyes
Comfort I didn't know was needed
In a place I didn't plan to land

I am spinning plates
Hoping one falls
Then I could just give up
Why do I keep trying?

Faking it
But not making it
The inner maelstrom concealed
By color and laughter
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