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Jul 2012
Amanda, what are you staring at?
arms up, eyes part closed,
as if to say "wait,
"I lost my phone."

You alright Pandah?,
on your knees, eyes half shut,
staring at the wall,
" Im a'right," all mumbled up.

Approaching sirens.
" Pandah my Pandah"
no narcane kit,
she lay dying.

Amanda, what are you staring at?
Prom?
Dad and Mom?
Nothing,
Gone.
Keith J Collard
Written by
Keith J Collard  42/M/Dedham, MA
(42/M/Dedham, MA)   
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