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May 2013
if
with all his strength and power he calls to me,
as enticing as ever.
his skinny frame taunting me,
fillingΒ my head with thoughts
magical and dangerous.
I reach out to grab him-pull him closer-
but my fingers pass through like a ghost.
and even though I know
we can never be together
I allow myself to dream of
the promises he makes,
the ever-unknown world he lives in.
Brianna Hayley
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Brianna Hayley
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   Emelyne Serre, --- and Chris Thomas
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