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Dec 2015
Rye
On the day we met.
I never will regret.
The smoke.
The night.
Traced the light.
Around your eyes.
No I couldn't fight.
What was building up inside.
I loved your life.
You're gone.
I hide.
From everything welling up tonight.
Like most nights. I miss her. She loved me more than anyone else has. And sometimes I think more than anyone will.
Cowin Alan
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Cowin Alan  Denver
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