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Purple star
I wait for you to come out
of the sky over
the hilly roads of Nebraska
the rain clings to the glass
and everywhere I look
this hotel room is littered
with little strips
of fortune cookie prophecies
and takeout receipts with
delicate Chinese characters
I have so much free time
alone but I still haven’t
found the chance
to cry
the tears
that have grown stale
stuck so long
to the damp windowpane
where I watch
the paved hills meeting
the reluctant twilight
and wonder about
the written future
and the faraway place
where the sun rises


“Good Morning!” by photographer Shereen M


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