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Jun 2013
and as they arrive
I shake their hands
smile
greet them
and they make their way to sit down

I wish I can learn to make conversation
as I feel like a coward
running away and sitting
on the top of the stairs
unable to do anything

(c.r)
Catherine
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Catherine  UK
(UK)   
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   jude rigor
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