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Jul 2013
he was there
that spark in the cold winter
steps closer and closer
the heat radiated
as my heart skipped two beats
each time to catch a breath
then
he spoke to me
as words were the ink
and i was the canvas
Gloria Ikeji
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Gloria Ikeji
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   madeline may
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