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Caia
Poems
Jan 2011
Waking Hours
Sometimes I lay suspended
Between dreams and waking
I hold the pillowcase
I know to be your t shirt
I feel a phantom
I know to be your arm
I feel my heartbeat
I know to be yours
And when I wake
I spend my days
Searching for the warmth
You give me in my dreams
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Caia
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