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Nov 2010
Woman I can't see you,
where did you go?

The forms that surround you
are solid, you glow.

If I peer shyly toward
some substance appears,

Yet if I look too hard
you are swallowed in tears.

My hardening heart can see
but doesn't imbue.

I blink, it couldn't be true,
all along it was you.
LACS
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   Timothy Clarke
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