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Dec 2020
A glow in the night
Through thick glass
Accompanies the silence
Of a city seeming
Muted

Where is this button
That shuts its voices down?

Missed whispers in unfiltered night air

May I dream them
If I sleep?
If the humming walls
Will ever cease
James Banks Worsham
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James Banks Worsham  34/M/NYC
(34/M/NYC)   
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