God Poems
When I wake up scared in the night
and when I trip on the ragged edges of things,
I demand her nearness,
shouting myself hoarse until she lifts me up close to her face.
When I wake up scared in the night
and when I trip on the ragged edges of things,
I demand her nearness,
shouting myself hoarse until she lifts me up close to her face.
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