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May 2015
Here I am
sitting in empty space
All I can do is think of you.
periodically looking at the clock,
approaching its fate.

Give or take a little, nothing changes
we will soon know the answer
once we see each others faces.

Our destiny will not wavier.
whichever way things go,
multiple options to choose from
how could anyone know.

The only question that remains
is which way, will we go?

-LMG
Lori Gibson
Written by
Lori Gibson  Dallas, Texas
(Dallas, Texas)   
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