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Oct 2012
Rising up from the floor, I feel
The hardness, and the security of the white wall on my body.
As my body presses in,
The coolness of the wall
Washes over me.
The solidness of the wall
Takes hold of me and
Stops my spinning head and
My winding heart dead in their tracks.
Thank you Wall
For catching me
Thank you
For allowing to me experience myself
Without falling down
Onto the Floor.
Katie Lindsey
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