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| stork daddy |
once twice three times a lady, and the radio changes. it is sunny, as you expected it to be. and if it had been rainy, you would've thought - a great chance to stay in and read. once or twice in the mirror before you left the house you caught a glimpse of your eyes. they were both searching and hiding. strange, to have a center of focused black, and all around it shifting blues of a sea a flummox, a commotion like parents wrapping presents at christmas. the day is sunny. your eyes have ready the rainy and sunny stare. your eyes are both hiding and searching. |
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