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Dec 2014
Like ivy wound
and woven through
trellis;
you envelope
my very being.
Curling, gripping
clutching my skin.
Inching upward,
reaching for
wispy blue skies.
Perhaps you are
climbing beyond
me.
I ask only that
you do not slight
my role in your
rise.
AMcQ
Written by
AMcQ  35/F/Ireland
(35/F/Ireland)   
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