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Apr 2015
Your absence feels like glass-
hands, unseen,
but not un-felt.
The gentle touch of your transparent-
love, shocks,
like ice-lightning.
March 29, 2015
Colten White
Written by
Colten White  Nebraska
(Nebraska)   
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