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Finding Self

by Justina Calgiano

The sun set and sets and sets —
Ignites the world with a soft orange

False shades of autumn
reflect in the blond of your hair,
turning the color to a harsher shade,
my eyes away from your lips

up to the Heavens,
asking for
Loss of senses,
Prayers from deities,
Comprehension:

You
Another's sunset