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Dec 2019
love,

   far too
often now... ..

  appears
in my
  
     rear view
mirror.

it's a
   stranger
in the night.

    it's... ..
endless nights
   of dense fog
a sea.

it's an
  empty bed.



   if found?

my only
  reward
can possibly
     BE,

   love... .. .
TheConcretePoet
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TheConcretePoet  Isle of Poet
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