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You think that your sadness is unique until you read, Steinbeck said
So emotions were never ours to own
But still they can’t be shaken
And we have never met
But as I watch the sun rise in Brooklyn
I know you are across the world watching the sun set
That perhaps you are wondering about me, too
more by KRISTEN GREEN
Photograph by Adrien Lemaire
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