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Attempts at poetry. Everything on this weblog is copyrighted to Juniper and Lamplight.

Wednesday, October 10, 2018

Relief

Your message throws into sharp relief
My loneliness
Desperation shines out of every word of my reply
I am too far gone to care
If I seem needy
My primary
Most primitive feeling
Is one of relief that you care.

Posted by Juniper and Lamplight at 6:28 PM

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