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Sep 2021
I am
shoved down, safe in the dark
waiting until I’m needed, wanted

I know
I’ll be looked after
- in a pocket
- in a wallet
- in a drawer

in a sock drawer, where it’s soft
and warm
and dark
until I’m needed, wanted

I know
I’m valued
values are warped sometimes
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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