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Adam Prout
Poems
Feb 2010
Beauty ...
Her hair sways like the leaves from trees that I can never catch.
Her eyes shine like the stars I can never reach.
Her lips are as soft as the clouds I can not touch.
She was mine for a short while, oh what I would give to have her again.
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