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Mar 2015
The monitor is steady
But your soul still waivers

Gently I plant
a Kiss
On the apple of your cheek

Sincerely I wish
You would just speak
I cant bear to watch you wither and weak

Please!
Don’t go!
Don’t leave me here alone!

The monitor went flat
Now I sit here in woe
SummertimeLace
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