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Feb 2011
Somewhere between
      space and time
A young boy walks alone
Through a dark corridor,
      lined with doors
      all locked and
      dark inside.
Lost and afraid, he used to search
      for a brightly unlocked door...
Knocking, knocking
      looking, searching,
Such hope he used to have...
Still he walks,
      alone in the dark
Waiting for someone to
      welcome him
            home.
Jessie
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Jessie  a burning bridge
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