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Dec 2012
When you sit still
For a moment in time
You see things
You wouldn't
Normally find
I didn't know
The bees were out
I had no clue
The sun felt warm
Moving fast
Just does
You harm
The air
It smells
Of burning dreams
No one knows
What's in between
The sidewalk air
The hammers loud
I remember
Everything
I've found
Hannah Elisabeth Johnston
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