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Dec 2013
I lose myself like car keys
never where you left me
dig me out of the coat pockets
from between couch cushions
searching
somewhere in your sheets
behind the door
on the bookshelf
beneath the floorboards
I am here
under your bed with all the other things you cannot bring yourself to throw away
LH Dillard
Written by
LH Dillard  Michigan
(Michigan)   
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