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Dec 2016
the bed no more, I chose
to wed thee to

and I was not me, but something more

and with no word, found solitude

but with that thought
no one compares. and always  in you
I neared, every love and they did not compare

as i was just as the cat
who hid under the bed
not afraid,
and sought you there.
lori
ZOO
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ZOO  M/USA
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   Doug Potter
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