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Sep 2016
When burnt rays of
amber sunlight ooze through
my white window blinds
on a Sunday morning,
it's easy to fall in love with life.
At 2 AM on another sleepless
week night, you make it impossible.
Mesa
Written by
Mesa  Indianapolis
(Indianapolis)   
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   Abigail Sedgwick
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