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Dec 2014
Stuck in motion.
Falling through every path.
No control no boundaries
I see the earth stop,
But no time for the ground to slow me.
I become the particles of earth and slide through .
My way may not be paved in crystal but my mind is an arrow,
and the target is clear.
This journey is solo.
I hold my own torch and no damp weather will put me out.
© Claire A. Jacobs. All rights reserved.
Written by
Claire A Jacobs  Ireland
(Ireland)   
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   Devon Webb
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