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beyond me, another

i desire to believe
that beyond my own,
there is another heart
beating for me,
that another body,
beyond my own
is tiring, just as restless to be
finally resting, sitting,
walking, or dreaming
next to me

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backdated post a day poem for September 11th, 2017

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