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Apr 2015
It is not enough to simply remember.
Each night I can travel back--
back to the smell of the sea
and the feel of the sand.
Back to home,
back to my mother.
More often, though,
I find myself back in
your bed, much like any
other night
Sarah Johnson
Written by
Sarah Johnson  Missoula, MT
(Missoula, MT)   
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