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Nov 2012
Words that you cling to
just like the way I want
to cling to you. My hand
pressed in your hand
as you squeeze
unwanted comfort
from my fingers like
an IV. My thoughts
and feelings pumping
through your veins
repairing wounds
you never thought
would be healed.
Charles Barnett
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Charles Barnett  Ironton, Ohio
(Ironton, Ohio)   
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