Jan '10
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Here is an excerpt from a poem that will probably be included in my third collection:
Note to him/self
You've seeped through every living cell
you've made my bones your home.
Your presence shades my past uncertainties...
...What do you think?
Note to him/self
You've seeped through every living cell
you've made my bones your home.
Your presence shades my past uncertainties...
...What do you think?
xo
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