January 8,
2003
Don't try to fool me, Lord.
I know it's you.
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January 8,
2003 |
The scratching at my window, the scuffling in the walls, the lights that flash outside, but always before I open my eyes, the brakes that kick in just seconds before I slide through the intersection:
Don't try to fool me, Lord. I know it's you. |
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