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The Word. This is a poem about unspoken love.

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January 24, 2018
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I watch the curtain cracking, and the sunlight streaming through.

The word reflects upon your face, it needs so much from you.

If only you were willing to help me paint the sky,

I could be transparent and the word would never die.

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