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Feb 2015
It was barely just a thought
But it circled like a vulture
I never meant to give it more
Than a scrap of a voice

It was barely just a word
But it dragged you down
Weighing like a feathered stone
At the lobes of your ears

It was barely just an inch
I saw you move just as quick
I scarcely breathed the moment
And saw you disappear

And it was barely just a year
Until I heard you return
And the vultures are waiting
For barely just a thought again.

© 2014
Neal Emanuelson
Written by
Neal Emanuelson  Amsterdam, Netherlands
(Amsterdam, Netherlands)   
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   Gillian Godwin
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