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Jan 2015
You can only hope...
You're shrinking.
It's your only thought.
He moves the world.
Like an Earthquake.

Then he comes on a *****
When you're not thinking
When you've forgot
Then he makes your world.
Shake.
RosalynLong
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RosalynLong  Eureka, CA
(Eureka, CA)   
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