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I'm over
you
like
a
rainbow
is
over
the
clouds

I
was
told
lilac
wasn't
enough
for you

but
the
blue
skies

I
grab
his
hand-
"Let's go."

Later
On
we
seat
at
dinner

and
my
father's
fist
goes
through
a
wall
that
separates
the dinning
room
from
the kitchen-

"Get Johnny out, Rose."

I
clasp
his
hand
in
mine-

"I'm sorry Johnny."

He
shakes
his
hair
like
a
mane-

"Its okay. Sometimes I wish, I could see."

He chuckles
stroking
my cheek -

"In my world you can." I say

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