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September
Poems
Apr 2012
Planecrash
When I was little,
My dad used to drive my mom to the airport on Fridays
And everytime we passed
Cliffe St Apartments
An old man sat eternally
Looking a thousand miles out the window.
And now
I know
Why.
Dream I had.
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September
Victoria, BC
(Victoria, BC)
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