Claudia
Dig a shallow grave
for my shallow soul
Hollow, hollow
This empty fight
She holds out her hand
in the darkening shadow
of my fading light
Incandescent,
A wavering flame,
onetime burning bright
Shadow, shadow
Nowhere to run
She is the phantom night
Angela Minard 2008©
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angie-
You are far from a shallow woman with a shallow soul. You are a very special person with wonderful gifts and talents. Most of the people who read this blog don't know what a blessing you are to children with autism. You are the one they call when a child like mine is violent and out of control. You are never afraid, and the children sense your calm understanding and compassion. Do you know how precious and rare you are? Tell Claudia to go to hell. We need you and want you back.
Thank you.
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