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Sep 2012
tonight
you

are echoed in
the rhythm of
my solitary footsteps,

mirrored in the hazy glow
of street side lamps in
apathetic windows;

and I wonder if
you’ll ever know that
I see your reflection
in each puddle
of April rain

smothering
these lonely
cobblestone
streets.
S Lund
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S Lund
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