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Jan 2015
Sometimes you seem
Sad.
Naive to say to the screen of an electronic device that makes me feel close to you,
Falsely.
The thought that I could ever truly know you, a laugh.
I know you as if through a kaleidoscope; fragmented
Yet wholly made up of the shards of the truth and lies you have shoved into my line of vision
Jumbled and disorderly but somehow creating a beautiful image in the light.
And I can't stop watching.
Tara Ellen
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Tara Ellen  The South
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