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November 24, 2008 | Words

shoes and hair that
don’t match my imagination
words and smiles that
describe my world
hidden meanings and
face expressions that
make my heart
feel a little better

private little conversations that
cure my loneliness
sharing of air that
makes me breath a little
easier

relaxed and free
i sit i wait
for the cure to come
and rescue me

seventeen years later
it comes in a form that
i never thought i would
allow to free me

to help me smile
and laugh

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november 2008.