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A Poem by Joy Murphy

Destination unknown.
Travelling on my own,
I chance to meet
Someone who walks
                To the same beat.
Someone who talks
                With me.
Could this be?
I shudder to think.
Blink.
Still here.
Not there.
But I feel the loss,
 
Weak. Meek.
Emotional well.
When will I tell?
Now?
Later?
Or does he know?

© 2009 Joy Murphy


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I've been writing since I can remember. It's a hobby and a passion. I'm always looking to learn new techniques and to receive constructive input to help improve my writing process. I love to read. I h.. more..

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