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Apr 2015
I held my breathe
You touched my heart
I was optimistic
But frightened to the bone
So i let you go
How i wish i had held your hand
Assured you of my ever flowing love
Now i search for you earnestly
I hold my breathe time and again
But my heart remains untouched, unfeeling
Were you my last?
Obscurity Thought
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Obscurity Thought  Uganda
(Uganda)   
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   Elizabeth Squires and Pax
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