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Feb 2015
there were times
detached coherence
and unforgiving circumstances................

somewhere between the weeping wall and our bedroom door

there lied a cry
for validation
for sleep
for PEACE

but that was not to happen
it wasn't "in the cards" you said.
pen;
it wasn'tr "in the  v
James Nigh
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James Nigh  where air is never clean
(where air is never clean)   
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