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Mar 2013
I, lying here mind racing
Thinking
dark hair sallow skin rosy checks  

In the shadow of my walls
You..
I see what I don't
I can't see
No light.

I need to know
Man, friend, lover - maybe
I must know
like an unsolved puzzle
The brain and it's tricks

Clockwork.
Mysterious.
I think they call it.

Love.
Written by
Laura grace
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