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Oct 2013
Hands to the sky, but still the time has no eyes like mine
Reaching for the stars like you, but those stars are galaxies away
Untouched by human time, these human eyes can’t find you
So when the days are colder, and I feel like crawling on all fours
When the moon will help lead the way out of the dreams and into the sea
The seas are where I’d begin to walk with you
Concetta Benedetto
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Concetta Benedetto  New Jersey
(New Jersey)   
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