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A first
touch
Ten at night
Hands closed over
Each other
Warm breath
On the back
Of a neck
Orange
Sunlit
Sky
Insecure
But art
Afraid
But bright
You
Shining
In the painting
Of life
YOU ARE READING
To You | A Book of Poetry
PoetryTo all the people I've passed and will pass again. A story of my sophomore year at high school.