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Jan 2016
Desperately frightened to talk to you
Hopelessly lost to find you
Grasping a glance, a chance to walk
Nightlite serenades, petals in the wind
Moments we meet,always our last.
Aaron Conway
Written by
Aaron Conway  Lincoln, NE
(Lincoln, NE)   
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