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Dec 2016
and it isn’t so odd that
we become each other’s
caretakers, as like
children, we reach for love,
as if we’ve never endured
a long winter’s night alone,
hope the last matchstick
lit in our hand.
Erin Suurkoivu
Written by
Erin Suurkoivu  F/Canada
   Keith Wilson and ---
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