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Aug 2014
You are not here
though you are breathing beside me,
in the hole I have dug from dream to reality,
stitching the wound to stop my mind bleeding;
reminding me to breathe easily.
You fill it up when you are not with me;
but you are not here,
you are not with me.
Megan Doherty
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Megan Doherty  Ireland
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