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May 2018
My greatest trick will be a disappearing
act where I do not disappear but appear
to be.
I will stand on hollow ground as you
The audience
Watches with lackluster eyes
No applause
No awe
No response
You continue life as though mine did not exist
Never existed
I will stand before you
Shouting
Screaming
Isn’t my trick amazing?
I stand right before you but you cannot see
I will reach out trying to reverse my trick
But I never learned how to turn myself back
That part will never interested me until now
So I will stay in this standstill
And you, my audience, will continue to
Marvel

    --When I was younger I wanted to be a magician
Grace Ann
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Grace Ann  25/F/Tennessee
(25/F/Tennessee)   
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