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Sep 2013
It's late,
and I'm alone.

And it's dark,
so the shadows hide better.

But it's quite,
so the thoughts project louder.

And it's late,
and I'm tired,
so I'm weak.

And I'm alone.
Coriander Lee
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Coriander Lee  North Carolina
(North Carolina)   
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