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Feb 2017
I've got no plans
You're all I want to do today,
and my calendar
is just your name scratched
over every date
like time changed nothing
but the distance
between your skin and mine.
Somehow these days,
6 feet doesn't seem quite so deep.
Suzanne S
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Suzanne S  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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