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Jun 2016


I fell in love with a poet
it was a magical day
Hanging on every stanza
taking my breath clean away

Head over heels I had fallen
reading her each day and night
Lost in her beautiful poems
feeling each word she did write

Hoping her phrases were written
sending affections I'd see
I fell in love with a poet
the poet she loved wasn't me
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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