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Jun 2012
I can trace the contours of your body
As it once lay snug against my back
And your legs curved into the nooks of mine
Like a jigsaw puzzle piece.
But when I reach for your hand,
I realize I am pawing at the air.
Mariya Timkovsky
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Mariya Timkovsky
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