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Aug 2013
So I curled one knee up to my chest
Used it like an arm rest
Limb on limb
Anchored my other foot to the gas
And drove blindly into random neighborhoods
Where the kids slept
And the street lights flickered
I called you once I made it into
New Jersey
I felt reckless
And calm
All at once as your voice cut the silence
Of my weary car
I was muffling my tears with the sleeve
Of your gray sweatshirt
Trying not to let my voice break into you
But
You didn't ask a single question
You already knew
"I'm here"
You told me
And I cried into the phone the whole way home
Morgan
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Morgan  25/F/Scranton Pa
(25/F/Scranton Pa)   
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