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Aug 2020
i hear you in my mind all the time

you don’t say anything
but i can hear you in there

shuffling around papers
putting away groceries
hanging up the laundry
changing the sheets on the bed

i never hear you say a single word

but i still know it’s you

because who else could it be?
who else could or even would
make a home of my mind?
carah jones
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carah jones  17/F/nebraska
(17/F/nebraska)   
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