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Long Ago

Last time I heard the whisper
its complexity caught me
off guard.
Sometimes I barely saw
the distance.
Love was like feathers-once.
My imagination allowed me
to be somewhere else. For a while
there was hope-
With rising expectations
I remembered-
then forgot.
The hurt vanished. Suddenly
with faltering hope
it was over.

Sharon Baker

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