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Wednesday, November 26, 2014
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The nights I replace street lights
with your face,
there are too many clouds
for stars.
Yet, I carry my wishes and keys
in the same pocket.
There is a door to you
I cannot open.
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Kerry O'Connor
11/26/2014
I dread such nights built on loneliness and wishes and doors bolted from the wrong side.
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I dread such nights built on loneliness and wishes and doors bolted from the wrong side.
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