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Feb 2018
long ago
we lay quietly in the aftermath
of an exhaustive period of rage
the eye
of this terrible storm
rendering a peaceful moment
'don't ever leave me'
you said
in such a pitiful whisper
that I almost believed you
such a haunting, calming plea
that I knew at that moment
I'd never forget this night
even if it be our last
oldie
Thomas P Owens Sr
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Thomas P Owens Sr  M/New Market, Va
(M/New Market, Va)   
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