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Wednesday, June 20, 2012

Some Penance

On what day did I become
so hungry for friendship
that stars shrunk slowly from
my sight?
Was it the day we met?
It might be so.
For every day hence
my stomach growled
for food that did not grow in you.

Posted by Shannon at 10:45 PM
Labels: poetry

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