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Feb 2014
Winter nights and snowy streets
Cold shoulders on a warm bed
Flowing through these pale sheets
Trying to make sense of the words you said.
A noisy subconscious yet silent halls
I drift farther and farther away
Yet I still hear your faint calls
Calling out for me to stay.
Reneeza
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Reneeza  New York, U.S.
(New York, U.S.)   
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   Kenneth Koch, ---, Traveler, DSD and Chuck
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