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Aug 2018
Pick a hole in the sky
you came by
I only said hi

afraid
didn't make any eye contact

Small drops
on my arm
falling asleep
you won't leave

The word you talk of
I don't believe

Is it my loss of faith
have I become hopeless
in this endless summer heat

I lay lower than my bed
I feel lower

losing sight of the sky

picking a hole
so it can rain tonight
eileen
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eileen
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