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Dec 2014
As you lay there
with your head on my chest,
I wondered if you could hear
all the words
I've wanted to say to you
that are stuck in my lungs,
or if you could hear my heart
pounding out your name
in morse code.
I can only hope
that you could hear it.
Nicholas
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Nicholas
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