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Nancy Katherine Oct 2011
In the center of night,
I search for the sleep of a shipwrecked sailor,
adrift through this house
that was never mine.
Nancy Katherine Oct 2011
In that moment
When my body starts to wake
But my mind lags behind,
I often reach for you
And never understand
Why you're not there.

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