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Apr 2013
When you're not with me
time slips away, ponderous,
pleased with itself
pretending you don't exist

Then reality strikes
as I hear your key in the lock
For a moment, I am panicked
checking... preparing for your mood

I am a forest creature
hiding in the bush
listening to your footsteps
crush the leafy floor
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Zahava
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