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Linh Pham
Linh Pham
Jul 24, 2017 · 1 min read

may every inch of this city
the soles of our dusty Nikes
have ever known
remind you of us
let the scent of my head’n shoulders
linger on every last
white t-shirt of yours
i’ve laid my head on
and
hope no other verse
poured into this notes file
ever meet the rhyme of us.

    Linh Pham

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    Linh Pham

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