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Hannah Johnson
Poems
Feb 2011
phil.
i see him
in my sleep
everywhere i go.
he sits next to me on the bus
he watches me eat my cereal in the morning.
his eyes are red as he stands in the doorway
his face is blue when we crawl into bed.
which is funny
because i found him face down.
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