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|Wallflower: 10/10/2004 - 10:39 PM |
creak with your arrival six through the foyer six through the hall I memorized your footfalls long ago the jangle of keys the shuffling of mail the slightest hint of your cologne and not a word spoken not today or any other my prayer unanswered for you to notice me in the corner of the room tangled in the cobwebs. |
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