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de Jeffery McDaniel. 

Each morning I look in the mirror
and say promise me something,
don’t do the things I’ve done.


I walk up to people on the street that kind of look like you
and ask them the questions I would ask you.

I don’t wish I was in your arms, 
I just wish I was peddling a bicycle 
toward your arms.

We didn’t deny the obvious
but we didn’t entirely accept it either

Many nights the obvious showed up at our bedroom door in its pajamas
unable to sleep, in need of a hug


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