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Jan 2014
Its hard to see who you are
until you see who you want to be
I saw him , he saw me
although its hard to believe
it was as simple as can be.
Now you tell me
how is he all that i can see?
how could he love me?
this cannot be reality
yet it is, and he is.
Clarice Dogood
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Clarice Dogood  The Clouds
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