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May 2015
You would not
let me past
the stone wall
that surrounds
your heart,
but
you let me
climb it,
sit atop it,
and
briefly glimpse
the beautiful tragedy
that lay beyond it.
And maybe
that was enough.
Alex Clarke
Written by
Alex Clarke  Birmingham
(Birmingham)   
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