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I feel your presence thou I can not
hear you breathing.
There is a chill in the night air
but I cannot feel it.
Nature is all quiet around me and waits.
The wind picks up and blows
my hair in my face.
If you were standing in front of me
I could not see your beautiful face.
I am blind and cannot see
my eyes are forever closed.

(c) 2012 Kimber Michaela

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Published by Kimber Michaela

Its like opening a vein and letting it spill all over the pages. Sometimes it is just that raw!!!

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