The Bird

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The Bird
01.01.16

It’s bizarre how beautiful
you are. Fresh as the daily
bread and pale as the
milk moon tonight.
Burning stars on your skin,
from your head, in your
eyes.

No. This isn’t love. It’s Plato-
like. Notation of what is
true, not false. All right.

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