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Dec 2015
I look for joy in the corners of smiles
where you still hide
and I stare out of windows
at a world that turns without a centre.
I sing old songs with a newer meaning
and I dance like I always did.
I thought I saw you in the moon and remembered
that’s not where people go-
I thought I saw you in the street, and remembered.
I stare at my hands and listen to stories
of how rain makes people miserable
and how night makes people miserable
and how songs make people miserable.
The curtains crack open in my sleeplessness
and I stare at a blurry blackness,
where the joy in your smile is at the front of my mind
with your shoes and your shirts and your songs.
I look for joy in the corners of smiles,
where joy is hardest to find.
Martha O'Brien
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Martha O'Brien  UK
(UK)   
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   Michael L, SW, Rhian Williams and Kodis
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