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Sep 2014
Move me,
make me scream and cry
laugh and squeal
with delight and with pain

lift me,
until I reach the gentle sky
and I can play with the moon
with the face that looks like yours

hold me,
inside of your heart
keep me warm there
until I'm done, and safe
until I'm strong enought to stand

Keep me,
forever and ever
right here in your arms
moving, swaying
loving and praying
building me up
making me whole

I could do this forever
letting you move me
in the ways that you like
building, lifting, pushing
until I'm right there
standing atop your shoulders
beneath the yellow sun
Liz Devine
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Liz Devine  Brooklyn
(Brooklyn)   
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