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Sep 2011
I never held his hand, in truth.
I never felt his eyes on mine, I confess.
I never walked beside, nor brushed past

nor fell with

nor kissed

nor hurt because

I only love, as I have ever loved.
Allison Wright
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Allison Wright  New York
(New York)   
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   Srijani Sarkar
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