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Nov 2014
dear momma
sometimes i swear i hear your voice telling me to wake up
and your heels in the kitchen while you cook.
sometimes i swear i feel you next to me
patting my head and touching my neck
sometimes i swear that if i wish hard enough
that you will come back
and that i won't
have to imagine
your voice anymore.
weatherfield
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