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Erica Bankofam
nobody 2
Wednesday, 2 September 2009
thirtyfour.
(the beginning of an endless poem)
who asks the waves
to hold on
or the earth
to stop shivering
with desperation
and tears
while you are
spooning
and cannot
sleep
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