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Apr 2023
is where it doesn’t
feel intrusive
day or night

Someone loved will
come along to
lock the doors
and close the light

That simple laugh
from out the porch
will set me down
to listen right

And on arrival
you’ll be there
to touch my lips
with pearly whites
Honey, I'm home.
Anthony Casamassima
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Anthony Casamassima  36/Cisgender Male/United States, NC
(36/Cisgender Male/United States, NC)   
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