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Simple
(4/15/80 / Virgina)

Simple

Poem By janis nicole townsend

Last night
as we lay
he lightly caressed
my arm
as he talked
about things that
didn’t really matter
(but mattered)
and as my head
rest
on his chest
there was no other
place in this world
that I wanted to be.

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