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Oct 2020
for the nights that I held my own hand
Hours pass
Fingers grazing glass
Denied
the touch of skin
I wait
I ache
I contemplate
Till sun meets sky again
I hope someday
Not long from now
I look back and understand
Why I had to spend these nights
alone
holding my own hand
October 9, 2020
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