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Oct 2010
It's an endless sea of obstacles
between you
and me.

Hurdle after hurdle of paranoia
guilt, doubt
block me.

Excuses pile up like driftwood
on the shore,
mocking me.

I'm doing all I can but I just don't
know how to
get to you.
Written by
Kelly Sipko
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   Emily Helen Culver
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