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Jul 2013
There I was
Just a little
Aways from
A cliff.

The mossy, rocky, and clay like
Ground,
Swell under my feet.

I stand at the edge
Playfully tipping
Forward and back
On my heels,
Frightening you.

Unlike you
I know
I would never
I just come to
Enjoy
To view,
The landscape
The peace.

And unlike you
I know
I cannot
Control this
Dream.

My nightmare.
Kaitlyn Ann Wells
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Kaitlyn Ann Wells  Same place.
(Same place.)   
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