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Jun 2017
you are the intruder
and i am the door
you have grabbed me
grabbed my handle and clutched it
i can not escape you
i have failed my job as the barrier
because you own my key
you are not afraid to pull me open
and walk right in
explore my insides
the floors creak, walk slowly
the faucets are leaking
i cant keep you out
i dont want to
you have found beauty in my imperfections
sarah s
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sarah s  17/F/28027
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       Terry Collett, --- and Ryan Holden
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