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everything that breaks
drowns me
just enough to make me want to write about it
keeps me up for hours past midnight
hours beyond the flickering street lamps would like to stay lit
how long will you guide the stray
i like words
i like the way they fall on paper
it’s usually tears and aches near the chest
that build a home for my words gone lost
wandering, unclaimed...
Tuesday 7th January 2020 7:20 am
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