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Nov 2015
I always found myself
searching for his lips
muttering to them in silence
though he could never hear me
kissing them ever so gently
though he could never feel me
calling his name
with no response-
whilst he slept
and when he left
I knew why…
I was still running while
he gave up the chase.
cloud
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cloud  Jamaica
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