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Dec 2015
Within my mind
I see you staring
Wide green eyes
In a too-thin face
Always seeking me in the dark

You are me
But your anger is greater
Your slight form reminds me of what was
Your hair cascades beyond your waist
A symbol of the fire within

I talked you out of the shadows
And into the stories
Your voice whispers in my ear
Pen to paper, fingers to keys
I breathe life into who you will be
Christiana Krump
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   Antony Glaser and Joel M Frye
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