Savannah Salas Poems

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1.
Where Does Fiction Grow, If Not The Mind Of A Child?

I remember staring blankly
The walls pristine and white
Never not once touched by childhood hands
Never been altered or dis plotted by the messiness of children.
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2.
In All The Loneliness It's Your Pain To Keep You Company

It is not real pain.
I tell myself this to ease the discomfort
Of living without you....
But in reality it is real.
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