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Jul 2014
I.
Back to remembering how his
voice might have sounded in the wind, —
catching the wind on her tongue.

II.
And she said nothing but air!
His chest heaved in and out
of the words they might have said.

III.
He stirred awake in her mind
when nothing seemed to wait
on her as she fought to catch her breath.
Pride Ed
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Pride Ed  Ohio
(Ohio)   
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