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Aug 2010
Could i be the only inhabitant of the middle?
I've come halfway; Im nearly there,
But I'll never reach it.

The cool of ignorance is all too alluring,
The truth like a valley of flames,
Water, essence of my life,
Fill me, satisfy me, save me.

So I sit in limbo; equal in emotion,
Half-hearted in my attempts,
Essence, fill my other half,
Make the middle the centre:
Centre of my heart
Cliona Calnan
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