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Oct 2014
Sneaky, illusive, illusion, a dream.
Love is one tricky idea it seems.

I don't understand it but maybe that's best.
I'll just dig out this thing that beats in my chest.

Pull out a ***** and bury it deep.
Save for it for later, my heart I will keep.

One day someone will uncover my treasure.
Finding a love that nobody could measure.
JR McFadden
Written by
JR McFadden  Calgary AB.
(Calgary AB.)   
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