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May 2011
You picked me up,
Dusted me off,
But I was heavier than you thought.

Dropped,
You picked her up
Dusted her off,
She was the perfect weight
But to her,
You're arms weren't strong enough.
So she took comfort in his.

I want to pick you up,
Dust you off,
Because I know I can.
But I fear that you think
You're too heavy for me.
Hannah West
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