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Nov 2013
I know I can't stand here
still, freezing in mediocrity.
The winds of what I could be
chill my bones.

I see the fires,
their warmth of desire calls to me
both equally ablaze.

One chants "Diamond."
One chants "Best Seller."

I can be both, but one needs to come first.
So how do I choose?
It is like choosing to purchase either a chicken or a fertilized egg.
However,
which is the chicken and which is the egg?
Stacey Lynn Landis
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Stacey Lynn Landis  Pennsylvania
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   Claire R
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