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How the sky cries
The sky cries
with rain.
The sky snows for every whispered secret
from under thick blankets
in the dark
for the kid in everyone
that finds joy
the sky hugs with snow.
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Look for the Pink
It's when we're
driving along
and it's the break of morning
when the sun hasn't been awake for long enough
to have warmed your still asleep body.
Or it's when we're
Loves
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ode to the girl in my homeroom who only speaks french
she came up behind me one day & tapped me on the shoulder
i spun on my heel, unsteady, a dumb american consistently
ashamed of my language
she pointed at my face and drew a heart in the air with her thumbs
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Blue and White Stripes
November 11th,
I entered the boutique downtown,
searching for a forever friend.
I scoured all the racks,
red,
mustard,
lavender.
Then I saw him,
Blue,
slightly faded
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Somebody
I heard from a guy who told somebody
Bout the deserts dry
And the forests muddy
But they forgot to tell bout the rainy skies
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before your work goes on
(i mean)
the work goes on
(in shouted songs & permanent marker protest signs
in places i'm not sure if i can still call home)
the cause endures
(in all the children born to these times and
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