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Nov 2012
Are you real?
If I touch you, do you promise not to shatter,
Like so many others?
Is it really true?
That one little touch,
one little spark,
could flare up and make my skin burn red hot?
I wait with bated breath and a slowing pulse,
For your awnser
For just one more
Spark....
Prudence Love Whisper
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Prudence Love Whisper  Wonderland
(Wonderland)   
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