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There’s a sudden fancy growing on me
a need to follow the dotted line in this flat, flat world
my feet must skip spaces and depths
to stand near your bedroom door and steal…
… glances that you could only give to your missing sock or fav’rite shirt
… whispers that drive words out of strange thoughts
… moments of solitude that you so crave when I
Am here.
Right here.
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