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Comfortable Corridors

The majestic walls stand tall,

Reaching the bright blue sky,

Making me want you,

To hold me in their shade,

As we speak of secrets,

We haven’t told anyone,

As your eyes search for me,

In corridors unknown,

As we hold comfortable silences,

Like we’ve been doing this before,

For quite some time,

Wanting the lips to smile a little more.


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