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courting patience

***
no one notices
 
the vacant house
the wall flower, whispered about
by swaying willows
 
tears become bricks of loneliness
 
the doors open easily
soft with need
mumurs, why the locked gate?
 
it isn't right
 
another family must fill this house
so that I may reclaim my balance
 
a new family
to be my joy
my dignity
 
my heart.
 
***
shakka
Written by shakka (shauna)
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