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Apr 2011
18.
When I speak with you,
I choose each word meticulously
as if I’m writing poetry.
I try to imitate your speech,
sometimes
because I hear that
makes people feel more connected.
When dawn breaks
and I wake
I feel
the wit of the staircase
creeping beside me.
Written by
Sam Chin
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