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Jan 2011
I guess I'll just wait in baggage claim forever,
But you know what? That's okay.
I've been guessing which bag belongs to who,
For the better part of the day.
And I am matching them most effortlessly,
Most people are easily read,
"The khaki bag with the khaki pants",
Goes the dialogue in my head.
It's a game I have found, helps pass the time,
Makes my mood a bit more light,
While I stand with my thumb, you know where,
Expecting a cancelled flight.
Baggage claim is more lonely than I expected..
deanena tierney
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