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Rolled into perfection, Stacked and beautiful. Loved for the sake of loving, And wanting to be needed. Torn. Between two places, Both of which are home. Not knowing what to expect; Not expecting what is known.

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daniel-coleman

American

Published: Jul 26, 2011
LinesWords: 936

Notes: This is from a series of poems I wrote in 2003.

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