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Aug 2014
It's never completely there to begin with, it never was.
Occasionally a piece is ripped, exposed.
Bit by bit i've lost all but one.
It's real dry, barely there, a feeble cry.
Don't let me turn to dust.
August 21, 2011
Carm Carnes
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Carm Carnes  USA
(USA)   
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