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May 2014
I feel your hand squeeze mine tight,
      But nothing's actually there.
Your blue eyes dance with happy light,
     This distance is too hard to bear.

I long to feel your warm embrace,
     Holding me tight and fast.
I'm desperate to close this giant space,
     And make our precious time last.

Your absence leaves a gaping hole,
     Where my happiness should be.
Why must you leave me here a drift,
     Why won't you stay with me?
Sara Beth Cannon
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Sara Beth Cannon  Virginia
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