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Apr 2014
though blurry
I see you clearly
under lidded eyes
is that such a surprise?

and your eyes half-closed
you lashes grows;
inch closer
i see further and further

------i am drowning
but why is that a good thing?
i still see you with my eyes closed

                       (**** the distance!
                        **** the cold!
                        no to resistance!
                        just be bold!)

oh dear, I am overdosed.
Dianne
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