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Feb 2012
I stand firm, ground beneath me
Foundation of solid feeling
Foot connected to the globe

Then she walks in

Earth falls
Stomach rises to my throat
No other thoughts
When will this torture end?

She walks out

Tremors shake me slowly
Missed opportunities
Missed chances
Missing her

She walks away

Earth resumes its spin
Shakey, but spinning
Written by
Caleb Conley
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   Tracie Bulkley and Tearani C
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