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Mar 2013
Outside looking in, tapping on
the glass she waits for a response.
Outside looking in she calls out
only to realize there is only silence.
Outside looking in, suddenly there
is rain, and her fragile flame becomes
wet and confused. Then, she wakes up
and realizes she has been inside all along.
Christiana Trent
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Christiana Trent
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   Rebecca Davidson
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