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Apr 2019
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)
Kurt Philip Behm
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Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
(kurtphilipbehm.com)   
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   Ruheen and Gabriele
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