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Jacqs Sullivan
16 June 2023
Gifted with an absent heart, missing the beats, not present
Traveling from this space then onto another through gaping hollow halls
Opening doors with a tiny finger sneaking in to unknown places and secret gardens
Thumbing through hidden rocks looking for something and nothing to uncover
Who are you there staring up at me, down in the puddle?
Who is this kneeling here looking at you up there kid?
A little distracted body of water one day
The size of an ocean, making waves the next.
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