#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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