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Jun 2013
The obvious things (sometimes) remind me
Of your face
An expression that feels no more
Iā€™m exhausted in a dream
That has
Derailed thoughts
As they lay motionless and
Within each pore of skin
I ask that you
Be gentle and
Soft spoken in a
World of between shadows
Written by
Moe  M/earth
   Roni Shelley
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