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Apr 2015
Early good mornings
and late goodnights
roll off our tongues.
The words pass through the smile on my lips,
and when I lay my head down
Or wake at the sun's rise,
My last and first thought
is of you.
Benjamin Stotsenburgh
Written by
Benjamin Stotsenburgh  Allentown
(Allentown)   
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