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Jan 2016
How cruel for
time to make her
slip away, further
and further out
of view, but
never from
my memory.

My mind's eye
holds her fast,  though
I can't see her
Anymore.
Natalie N Johnson
Written by
Natalie N Johnson  32/F/RI, United States
(32/F/RI, United States)   
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