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Sep 2011
I see you,
I watch you from behind as you walk down the street in front of me.
If I closed my eyes, I would know you were close by.
You have control.  You have always had it.
I need but for you to touch me, to hold my hand, to put your arm around my neck.
But, you don’t even know me.
So, I watch you from behind as you walk down the street in front of me.
Thomas R Parsons
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Thomas R Parsons  Chicago
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