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On The Fringes

Where am I in you?

Am I just sitting on the
  edges of your mind,
Easily flicked away
  when you haven't the time?

Am I just a peripheral vision?
A perimeter friend?

Do you just glance through my glass
                 quickly,
            then out again?

After all this time,
Am I still just on the fringes of your mind?

Copyright © | Year Posted 2019




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