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Oct 2014
You touched my hand.
And slowly lead your head towards mine like a flower.
I held my breath.
Held my breath so long that I may have died right at that moment.
And wouldn’t have even known.
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Meg Goodfellow
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Meg Goodfellow  Australia
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