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Oct 2012
The distance between
You and me and us
Feels like oxygen escaping my lungs;
It is heavy when I start to run
Through the time-
The hours and nights
That have defined us.
You are lovely you,
Resistance and
H e s i t a t i o n;
I am lovely me,
Submission and
W a i t i n g.
Rachel Bole
Written by
Rachel Bole  Midwest
(Midwest)   
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