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Oct 2012
Whilst I sauntered the halls
Her face surfaced before the lantern
That beloved grin an abstract design



Though she was settled behind glass
Fashioning the imagery β€˜tis window shopping
Presenting the proclamation that she’s without a price



I covet not for alienation to shape us
I hunger for a sense of harmony
For us to never have spaked of tragedy
Glenn McCrary
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Glenn McCrary
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