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Dec 2015
Please be there.

It's dark here sometimes,
When I can't see the end of the tunnel,
When my sparks are so dim--
They don't have light.

At least let me know that you are waiting,
Call out to me:
I'm here! I won't leave!
Even if you think I can't hear.

I can't hear,
Sitting here crying,
Trying to find the light,
The right way out.

Are you the way out of this?
Do you know the way?
I have forgotten...

Help me.
Aeya Jean Johnson
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Aeya Jean Johnson  Sipping Cocoa in the Rain
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