Mary Bailly Poems

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1.
New To This

You smile,
I laugh.
Your eyes shine
And color rises to my face.
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2.
Me

I am normal,
though I've been called strange.
I do not hide,
though I am rarely to be seen.
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3.
Myth

She closes her eyes,
feeling the chill of dispare.
The child cries,
anger, frustration and sadness.
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