I missed thee
Dry wind and a worn out body
Dusty hands, out of breath
Dim lanterns, Tappy shoes
Thick journals and wet palettes.
Concrete wall, Tally sticks
Rusty locks, unused keys
Booked days, empty pockets
Repugnant hands and an empty locket.
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