there is
no sign you,
of where
you've been
or where you
are. i've scoured
the news,
the paper,
and yet they
have no clue.
it's as if you
never were.
despite the fact
that under
my bed
is your favorite
pair of shoes.
no sign you,
of where
you've been
or where you
are. i've scoured
the news,
the paper,
and yet they
have no clue.
it's as if you
never were.
despite the fact
that under
my bed
is your favorite
pair of shoes.
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