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Apr 2014
I float upon the feelings,
like adrenaline,
I get from simply walking
past you.

You're an unreachable decoration,
displayed in many
of my late night daydreams.

You are up
on the highest shelf;
far from me.

I find myself dwelling,
again,
and again.

You're a decorative mystery,
I'd like to uncover.
Jessica Claire
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Jessica Claire  Canada
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