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<b>MayVaneDay Studios (Gopher Edition)</b>
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<p><b>azule</b></p>
<p>published: 3-15-2018</p>
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<p>I almost made a few friend today<br />
and then my computer decided to crash<br />
school censorship stranded in a sea of bytes per second<br />
biting itself in places the filters forbid it to speak of</p>
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<p>Im standing on the edge of a storm in a raging azule sea<br />
salty tears lapping at my freshly washed feet from the shore<br />
theres daylight on the other side<br />
if I squint my eyes just right</p>
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<p>a pair of blue eyes I know all too well<br />
or are they green?<br />
everchanging<br />
just like my own in the mirror<br />
either both or neither<br />
two halves of a shattered yet unbroken whole</p>
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<p>a face I shall never meet<br />
yet one I greet<br />
every time I shut my eyes<br />
and dream of my own demise<br />
floating in the ocean blue</p>
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