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Apr 2020 · 49
Stranger
CharlieH Apr 2020
I wanna be your stranger
The one you look out to see
stranger you see from the window
No one else but me
Care to join me love with a hand
When you reach a touch warm
Our skin interacts creates land
Land filled with hope
We both can feel
Something we hope can cope
As you reach my other hand
Empty it may seem
But what lies under all that pressure
A stem
Simple and green
Time seems to have froze
It feels all free
What shown is a rose
To you from me.

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