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by Alexis Pendleton


I’ve seen your face a thousand times,

from dreams to people in the streets.

I prayed that one day we would meet,

and all would be normal once again.

Because my knuckles are clenched,

and my lips are pursed, wanting,

Oh so wanting, to find heaven in your arms.

 

Alexis is a young writer.

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