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Jan 2013
the sun has slunk behind the horizon
while the moon has crawled into view.
the threads of exhaustion
have sewn themselves into
my mind, my body.
as i begin to slip away
i hear the jingle of your ringtone,
and i wonder why you're calling.
Dani Hill
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Dani Hill  California
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