Look Over There
How long must I languish hereBefore I try to slink away?
When will that woman turn her
Head, so I can turn, and we both
Can recover from our grave mistake:
Assuming superficial heat would
Lead to lasting warmth?
Poetry by Lawrence Beck
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Written on 2012-10-19 at 16:14
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