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Oct 2014
And a hand reaches out
Invisible fingers straining, stretching,
Just trying for a shoulder, or a touch to show
How much you want to be there or just how much you care
Trying to bridge the distance made by time and space
Getting you through this through resistance
Not alone just separate
Maybe one day
We'll be close enough
For those hands toΒ Β meet
Again
Something Simple
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Something Simple
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   Emma
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