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Jan 2020
Waiting
For you on wires I’m walking
Tightrope and your throat is
Dropping
You’re arbitrarily clocking
Seconds between hearts
Throbbing
Arrive sweetly we’re embracing
Ace of spades in my pocket
Promising
I won’t die tonight im tracing
The lines of your face and
Waiting
anne collins
Written by
anne collins  Manhattan, NYC
(Manhattan, NYC)   
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