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Apr 2013
Fall away suddenly
--gasp no more;
sigh no more—
there is no need.
Into roughened hands fall indefinitely,
and dwell there infinitely,
for no other love
will match one as such.
Nicole Wheat
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Nicole Wheat  California
(California)   
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