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Mar 2018
I have cried you a river
baptized you in that water

I made you my religion
yet you're distant; oblivious

your silence is deafening
yet here I am still hoping
waiting
unrequitedly loving.
to you from a friend. Just a friend.
Wick
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Wick  Earth
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