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Aug 2016
Say
Say it plainly!
Say it quick!
I dare not move nor miss
those tender words
that pleasant kiss.

Say it now!
Say it please.
I’ve worshiped for years,
my eyes weary,
filled with tears.

I do not know
how long I wait,
within my grave,
I hold to faith.

Whisper these words
In my ear,
Say it soon!
Say it here!
I dare not move
always fearing -
never gleaning
Your plainest words of love.
George Stark
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George Stark  Sacramento, CA
(Sacramento, CA)   
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