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First – August 12, 2019

A pureness Untouched, and bare. My innocence Painted the room Naive. Expectations floating Above my head. Caught and filleted, Rugged, Atop a flat cutting board. That summer night, Staring up at the nighttime sky. I asked, why. With a muddle of thoughts passing me by.

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