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I
Do Not Expect To Be One Much Longer
It's
Not Longer Than a Life.
Wear.
please,
continue.
The
Visitor's Eye.
Were
You Listening.
Yes.
Regretting
The Night.
Surviving.
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A
Love Poem.
If
I could be so truthful.
Lying in calloused hands
I would not say
I think so often of another
And fill my bed
As if to fill a glass with water.
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2
You
Can Peer Into The Cracks
Breakfast.
Things
Happen.
Blind.
Dating.
A
Borrowed Bed.
A
Love Poem.
I
Remember.
Through
My Mother's Eyes.
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