Born And Died
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Laurence Overmire
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You stood at the door, and left
without knocking
I awoke one morning
to find no one there
The cold space between you and me
unfillable
An empty box of eternity
wrapped in paper, on the doorstep
but no hands, capable
to open it.
~ Laurence Overmire
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