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Jul 24
I guess I'll write until the words
fall off this page.
Until the white noise in
this living room sounds
like friends.
Until this uneasy feeling in
my gut satiates like a
favorite meal.

I'll write until the world
makes sense again.
Or at least until this
cup of coffee needs refilling.
SG Rose
Written by
SG Rose  San Diego
(San Diego)   
   D Allaire
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