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Jaci Sue: in the beginning
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Jaci Sue: i was given a hand to hold
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Jaci Sue: and I was given a key
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Jaci Sue: when I first started to look
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Jaci Sue: the things i saw
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Jaci Sue: grew inside of me
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Jaci Sue: until I was haunted by them
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Jaci Sue: until they were in my breathing
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Jaci Sue: and in the river
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Jaci Sue: i found words to fit my landscape
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Jaci Sue: a sense of self
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Jaci Sue: a sense of place
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Jaci Sue: connections
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Jaci Sue: i found the back way home
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Jaci Sue: i followed the lines
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Jaci Sue: signs were given
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Jaci Sue: i learned that beauty was all around us
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Jaci Sue: i learned to sit quietly
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Jaci Sue: i learned to ask questions
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Jaci Sue: things seeped into my subconcious
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Jaci Sue: the sound of doors opening
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Jaci Sue: the briny deep
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Jaci Sue: the fear of god
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Jaci Sue: the smell of winter evenings
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Jaci Sue: the door of my heart
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Jaci Sue: the names that came before me
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Jaci Sue: and words words words
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Jaci Sue: i remember
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Jaci Sue: forgotten roads
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Jaci Sue: soldiers off to war