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02/12/2019
I BURNISHED RUSTED DAYS




I burnished rusted days
into a shining lamp
my Alladin hands could rub,
and make dreams come true.

I wished, and now
I have too much love for one.
I need to share it with someone
who also believes in miracles.

Choose from within
my Sesame heart whatever
appeals to you. What use is gold
to a Midas who treasures only you?

 
02 December 2019
 
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