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Mar 2012
when we touch

it's like a death

all the possibilities

in the space between us

die
thinking about all the possibilities that might have been, how they can fall away in the choosing of one..
Eileen Prunster
Written by
Eileen Prunster  Tasmania
(Tasmania)   
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