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Dec 2013
Here she comes walking
The silent steps that hover on egg shells
Velvet incarnation
Her every word is where my mind dwells
There she goes walking
My body must be made of glass
Her eyes stay set forward
and I shatter with her pass
Tyler Lynn Pulliam
Written by
Tyler Lynn Pulliam  Niantic, IL
(Niantic, IL)   
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