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Aug 2010
just a little moment,
( again)

a tiny sliver in time
a hoped-for
opening

into something
that we all want
but, to enter,
are often
too afraid


a gentle
"..........reaching toward........"

a  usually abandoned space

i come like merely "soft breeze"
on wings that carry ---- unseen

but , yes, i am really here
as you know
already

for i am always here
as you know
already

just a little tiny child
on some uncharted  road

a tiny little speck of light

never tires
nor grows old
Written by
jeffrey robin
475
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