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Oct 2014
She was never always quite there
Staring into space at what seemed like nothing
Her head away with the fairies in the air
I must understand, she sees something

She was never always quite here
Tilting her head, seeing, hearing
Things that were never quite clear
I wish I could feel what she goes through
Moll
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