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If it takes me forever I might never get there but no one was listening One day when I’m old enough to portray a life I’ll write poetry and that’s another forever that’ll never get here…

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Brooks and boughs

To wake a bit earlier to see you a bit longer when the daytime seems shorter and the night wants forever I count but lose track in the bric a brac thoughts of the number of ways that our love grows. She brings me back to the heart of things where every one of her…

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