Maryland

Continental distance grabs my hands and demands insistence
I’m convinced this is more than reminiscence
or the infinite imprints of infants in remission.

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2010: 12/02
CATEGORY: Love
Poetry
TAGS: distance
infants
united states
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A collection of my poetry.

Maryland

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