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Now do you know where you are

Asleep in the car
after lullabied miles,
the distinct curves of your steep hill,
like your mother’s voice,
wake you up and
tell your body that you are finally safe.

Now do you know where you are

Asleep in the car
after lullabied miles,
the distinct curves of your steep hill,
like your mother’s voice,
wake you up and
tell your body that you are finally safe.

Benjamin Drum, 26

Seattle / Lake Oswego, OR

 
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