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Aug 9
In youth
the words were
loaned to me
from others
as their source

Till that day
one refused
to leave
and camped
on my front porch

It said ...
“I have
a lot of friends
no need
to be
alone”

And one
by one
they climbed
my steps
to stay
— and call me home

(The New Room: August, 2024)
Kurt Philip Behm
Written by
Kurt Philip Behm  kurtphilipbehm.com
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