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Sep 2016
You are the cure
Of my desires
And the spark
That sets me on fire

When sick with love
And start to sink
I reach for you
And take a drink

I need your love
Forever more
Your love to me
Is my drugstore

You are the cure
Of what ails me
And its cause...
Perpetually
Bill MacEachern
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Bill MacEachern  64/M/Boston
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