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Apr 2014
I wonder how the words at times
don't come back
but at the same time
I wish I ran into old friends more
as I close my blinds and hope a neighbour or passerby
doesn't see me do so
Is it because I was never looking or don't wish to find?
Written by
Matt McClinton  Bay Area
(Bay Area)   
417
   Lior Gavra
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