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Nov 2015
You thought yourself
as nothing and yet to
me you were everything.
You were the spilled ink
on my paper,
and the words that left
me choking.
You were the struggles
and the rewards.
You were nothing but
my everything.

― *My poems dear boy,
     Have always belonged
     To you
For J.T —
You are my
everything.
Maria Sinoway
Written by
Maria Sinoway
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