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Oct 2014
Does she know the words hit
like a sudden explosion of colour,
blue, green, red.

I am curled in a mother's arms again,
feel like a child,
and my eyes well up.

No one has ever reached me
the way you did
with your such sweet
simple words.
RMatheson
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RMatheson  Beating tired bones
(Beating tired bones)   
600
   ---, Awesome Annie and kaycog
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