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by dokurtybitz

I wander out
Brain hazy and feeling run down,
Tea waiting
And I expect to see you
Sitting there
With a smile and sleep tousled
Hair,
Room hazy from the morning
Bowl,
It’s been twenty two years
Since I saw you last,
I miss you still.

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