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Feb 2015
February 13, 2015 12:46am

when I shined the light on the sidewalk
the little glimmers in the concrete began to shift and sway
and they all saw it
but they don't exist
presences to keep me from loneliness
I wonder who's holding me right now
is it a ghost, a lover, or my imagination?

–*newportsmooths h.g.
hope garthwait
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hope garthwait  tulsa
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