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A Very Odd Place
I count on it to be there
Seemingly, without end.
Always just in front of me.
But tomorrow is not my friend.
Because I can't depend
That it will always be there.
But it is where I keep
My hopes and dreams.
A very odd place... it seems.
by Marla Deaton 2014
Sunday 4th May 2025 9:55 pm
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