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Jul 2016
How selfish, how vain of me
To look for myself in your poetry
Your life has evolved beyond the dancing of our past
The laughter I hear in the rainfall is far off
Light travels faster than sound
And you are my light
You have flown past me now
But I still hear you in the night
wren cole
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wren cole  23/FTM/NC
(23/FTM/NC)   
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     naΗ§Γ­ and David Adamson
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