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Feb 2010
It’s quite now
You’ve been gone for days
but I still have your emeralds
I watch over them like
a mother waiting for her eggs to hatch

The bathtub is filled with ice again
I know you wouldn’t be please
but they’re knocking again.
You left the door unlocked
on your way towards the sun
Written by
Kaila Wilson
688
   AC Brooks
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