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Contraband

October 2, 2013
By astheworldfallsdown BRONZE, Bridge City, Texas
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I stuff my dreams
under my mattress
like a wad of cash
or a porno mag,
hoping nobody comes
cleaning out my mind
and happens upon them.
I hide them away
like contraband
and slip my hands over them
when my room is dark
and no one will catch me.
This is the only time I can
acknowledge they exist.

© Hilary L., Rogers City, MI

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