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By the Door

Searching, staring in solitude at the empty streets.

I wait by the door in the chilly morning wind.

A cellphone in my hand reveals the time twice every minute.

Searching at both sides, alone I stand in vain.

Resigned I go back, still craving for that presence (not so quiet).


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