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I see a face yelling my name,

a set of hands drawing lines,

and a pair of eyes alike mine.

Step near, I say, but tread far;

there’s no I ’round these parts.

A. R. Frederiksen is a recurring guest blogger here at BnV, and her own writing blog can be found here, where she dabbles in flashfiction/poetry and reflects over the ABCs of writing.