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Mar 2016
I wonder
How does it feel?
To keep grasping at it
Yet never the real thing

For you are too afraid

You dance the dance
Know the movement
But again I wonder
With ache in my heart

If you know the warmth that should come with it?

Maybe one day
You’ll come to know it
That rush and loss of breath
And nevermore

Will you have to pretend
Frankie Newton
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Frankie Newton  manila
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