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Dec 2014
Beneath it all...
I still cower from the eyes of strangers.

Inside I am shaking.
Because when their eyes meet mine...
I have no place to hide.

There are no words to be spoken...

But sometimes I wish their lips would move.
spacequeen
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spacequeen  the universe
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   Matthew A Dumas
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