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First Time Meet, Again
You slammed the door open,
long strides into my dusty retreat.
Solid arms around the forlorn moments,
convinced you want to wave them away.
Will this space hold your idea of us?
This time, will you stay?
Published 12th May 2014
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14th May 2014 2:26am
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17th May 2014 6:20am
Mmm ouch i can feel the gust of wind from the door as it let's in all that has happend from being shut.
25th May 2014 1:01am
