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Aug 2018
When you’re inside,
  you can always get out

But stuck outside,
  you must plead and then shout

“please let me
  please let me
  please let me in”

This darkness unending,
  my veneer wearing thin

“please let me
  please let me
  please let me back”

My key has been stolen
  —my memory hacked

(Villanova Pennsylvania: June, 2016) Online+ 8/26/2018
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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