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Apr 2014
I reach
            My arms are not long enough
my heart feels like a lake of clear
                                water, bursting through a dam


I explode with desire
                                  to hear your voice

to understand everything about you

               My feet are rooted to the ground
                        and yours have blisters from running

I do not understand
                           I wish to understand

to know how and when your heart beats
                when and why you feel pain

                         where you are
      
                                    where are you?


How can I get to the place to where you
                                            are going?
michelle reicks
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   Rebekah Heiland
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