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Aug 2020
I remember
it was dark

the flame
of a candle

cast a
flickering

shadow

lighting
a path

to our secret

we dare
not breathe

we could
lose our

light or
give away

our secret
John Destalo
Written by
John Destalo  55/M/Harrisburg, PA
(55/M/Harrisburg, PA)   
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