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Feb 2014
i long
for your arm
perched on my shoulder
like how a bird perches on it's home.
i want to be a safe place for you
i want to be a home,
not your home
but a home.
someplace where
you can perch
i can stay put, with you
and we can sit.
so my dear
chickadee
don't fly away.
just perch.
Megan
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Megan  Minnesota
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