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Jun 2016
....Hmm
Where am I
It's damp cold and dark
my head is pounding
I'm feeling dizzy
and can barely walk
i see someone with a flashlight in hand
she holds arms out for me to grab hold
then pulls me up
walks me out to her car
as she drives me home
walking with her up the stairs
she tucks me into bed
while she shuts the door i fall asleep
until the next morning begins
Michael Hill
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Michael Hill  Powell river
(Powell river)   
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