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Jun 2015
THE CRICK
I tip-toe around the edges
then plunge into the daily
playing catch-up to my dreams-

The crick in my neck
cricked over my left shoulder
looking for a sunrise long gone.
Written by
nivek
334
     poetessa diabolica, nivek, Sjr1000, its gonna make sense and Ruzica Matic
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