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Mar 2018
She showed me kindness
not through words,
but with silence.
She lay in the grass
like that,
staring at me.
Effusive, complaisant, alluring.
Daring me to want her.
In her eyes was a challenge,
and I rushed to meet them.
Jo Barber
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Jo Barber  22/F
(22/F)   
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   L T Caulfield
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