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by Uriel Tovar

I saw you in a dream
Caught between opposing gates
You held in your hand a rose
Fresh with fragrant blood
From the thorn prick on your thumb
You didn’t hurt much
Or maybe you didn’t notice
But I did
I always noticed you.

11/14/2013

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