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Oct 2014
I'm not dead
I'm not absent
And I'm not even dormant.
I'm in waiting.
Actively waiting
For another
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     moment
to
    Change my
Life
   Forever.

It's a moment
That takes your breath
And then it's gone away.
A group of words
Just like so,
Or
A landscape
Whose perfection
Cannot be captured
In a photo or a painting.
Or
A painting
Whose impossible implications
Tear away at your brain
Until there's nothing left to
Understand.
Or
The chorus
Of a song,
Sang by someone
Who is unmistakeably
And irresistibly
In awe.
Or to be this person
Stuck in sleepless slumber
Never daring to dream of
An alternative to
Who they are.

These are the moments.
©Hannah Mae
Mae Lahlee
Written by
Mae Lahlee
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