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September 24, 2009

Hem (ish)

Think of every town you've lived in
every room you lay your head
and what is it that you remember?

Do you carry every sadness with you
every hour your heart was broken
every night the fear and darkness
lay down with you

I am carrying this scrap of paper
that can crack the darkest sky wide open
every burden taken from me
every night my heart unfolding...

words
"it's okay"