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Aug 2014
I watched you walk
Shoe laces untied
Right out that door
I peered at more
Your spine shimmering
I gave you hell
But here you are
Leaving
Your bones rake and rattle
I can here them when i'm close
But what got me
What really got me
Was the skyscraper you seem to pull out every time
there it is
Holding your soul at such a peak
But your bones are frail
And i yet weak
You hold but a piece of me
Yet i am weak
Endeavoring is only the conquest
Am i not right?
Or am i a bit bashful
I wish you farewell sky
Scraper
Until at last i reach your soul
At the top
JM Fuller
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