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Mar 2013
I held out my hand hoping for someone
An unexpected grasp to be received.
But for now
We weep
Listen to grass
when it hushes to trees
and for a second I am silent
You blink.
For a second my thoughts pause
and my finger remains on the button
frozen
For a second we stop...
For a second we discover time.
Roni Shelley
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Roni Shelley
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