Playing With Fingers

July 29, 2014
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i made those glasses
in a bubblegum filled haze
but i never saw through those makeshift magnifiers
because i was never meant to have them
but i bore my yellow plaid jacket nonetheless
in a dream of desire and hope
buttons tight
the leaves of the trees whispering my name
glasses made of fingers made me see

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