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Feb 2016
The distance is great
The silence is longer
Impatience to wait
Devotion grows stronger
There will come a day
When I get to see you
Tell you every morning
I’m happy to be with you
In person it will sound
So dearly profound
Given we were once separated
Merely by ground
I can’t wait for that day
I crave that hour
For now my life is grey
Without you, my wildflower
Good Morning my Angel
Crysta Gingras
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Crysta Gingras
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