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Dec 2020
the nothing parts like heavy curtains
or a trapdoor
and i wonder
again
how many times
do i watch the light
at the end of the tunnel
becoming an oncoming train
before i'm smart enough
to get off the tracks
or strong enough
to stay on
until it hits
Stabitha
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Stabitha
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   Paul Hansford
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