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Jul 2015
Alone I stand within the crowd
A million bodies just outside
My hand that lies upon the pain
That forever keeps me out

In sight of eyes that look straight through me
A pain of glass I'm barely balanced
To fall and shatter would be so easy
Just a knock could break my stance
Georgia Gordon
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Georgia Gordon  London
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