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May 2013
three sets of eyes
one set exploring
one set yearning
one set wondering
I play tag between the gazes
forlorn and abrasive
only a moments time in each
I can tolerate
for one I cant quite make out
and two Im still finding out
but three Ill never know
Around and around i go
at this run- down
small town
carnival
Written by
Kelly Roland
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