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March 3, 2020November 15, 2023

Day two I waited,

Listened to the alleys’ song,

And observed the sun,

Four walls, a ceiling, and floor,

Yearning for that open door.

Posted in: Poetry | Tagged: cancer, covid, longing, travel, traveling

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