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CANDELIGHT POEMS DOCK POEM
There's no phone.
Don't have to go home.
We can finally, see, be alone.
Home, we don't have to go.
No.
There's no clock. We can just talk.
We really connect, see. You and me.
We can stay late. Really great.
There's no time. Fine.
All night. A delight.
