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Mar 2010
I saw a star it drifted by it made me jump it made me crya delivered shock a beating heart, took my breath right apartmy eyes are open I think I see, I hear a voice I know its not mei see you standing moving your lips,i go to talk but alas.. be still my lipsI move so slow im sure its a dream, leaded arms too tired to screamI find my voice and force the tone, all around yet i am aloneI do the job its over at last, as the clock tics what time has pastI move to the next it soon their turn, for a bed i soo do yearn..By Deeanne **
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Deeanne Wialletton
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