The New Spring Sun

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I’m not of this world.

And as your eyes blossom

in the new spring sun,

I sense you’re not too.

But while trapped in this world

my heart belongs to you.

Published by Smith Shine Poetry

I am my poetry, my poetry is me. I pray what I believe. I believe what I pray.

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