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Sep 2015
I've not forgotten
Your sound so playful
When your fingers own the keys
And their touch teases me
I still hold your weathered hands
Cherish the break they give to me
And I see your smile daily
The gaze of your colour confused eyes
Great me when I wake still
So hug me tight like ever
And a world wide cuddle
Will reach me
So long as you believe
Even with my wings spread
I am yours
Before the heartbreak
Cairns, Australia
August 2015
Macstoire
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   Sumina Thapaliya
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