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Jan 2017
I sit there quietly
staring blankly
at nothing in particular
Not a muscle moves
nor an eye blink
You try to budge me
out of my stillness
Only to have you give up
wrapping your arms
around my small delicate body
Whispering into my ear
"It'll be okay, i'm here"
But still I stare
not replying
Lost in my head
chasing after the white rabbit
Lost I shall remain
until the day the white rabbit is caught

-Mo
Mo
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   Joseph Schneider and JWolfeB
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