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Indianapolis Since (Free verse) by matt door Behind school 61 -
in the wide-eyed field of green and was,
still stands that willow tree,
with the carved trunk,
of the names and hearts of Patricia Street;
Still shadowing the love
of young wishes;
Casting the perfect shade of once;
I'll wait for you in Indianapolis -
and miss you in between.
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