Lost somewhere in
orange farms of Cary is my heart.
I would like to find it,
cup its coldness like a dream
and replace it in the bottom of a large hole
that once contained so much light.
Author notes
'm writing too much and annoying everyone lately.
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nooooo you aren't annoying at all, i worry about the same thing when i post so much too...lol!...you're making up for all the days i've felt like reading you...this is absolutely beautiful. When i see a new poem by you, i'm always excited to read it.
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