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Oct 2015
Eyes do not meet
But I still see
Lips are sealed
But still I speak.

I listen to
Your quiet voice
And I inhale
Your scent long gone.

I pray for you
Each night I do
I cannot touch you
But I am holding you.
Nicole Bataclan
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Nicole Bataclan  38/F/Berlin, Germany
(38/F/Berlin, Germany)   
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