#238

You’re not lost, but I

refuse to hold your half of

the moon forever.

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#239

It’s unfair, I know

to scratch words like brail on your

invisible face.

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#240

But I can’t help but

pick at the loosened shards

of your heart’s mosaic.

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#241

I opened everything

for you—everything

but my own eyes.

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