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May 2014
Sitting here,
late at night
with my coffee stained breath
going nowhere but towards
the screen of my computer,
I think how nice it would be
to have a reason to put it away.

To have someone pleading with me to
"Come to bed already".

To have someone see stars in my eyes
the way I see entire galaxies in theirs.

To have someone love me
half as much as I love them.
Sam Miller
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   Alexis Lewis
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