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Mar 2012
A reaching hand
That goes un-noticed
A conversation, left lingering in the air;
Between us...

All that is there,
A faint light within the dark
Wavering, just before being swallowed;
Can't you see me...

I am waiting
Just beyond, the walls
Erected to protect
Against me?
Michelle Jordan
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Michelle Jordan
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