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Sep 2016
beyond the curve where seasons bend
I take your hand and walk the mend
the fields shine gold and clouds pretend
to rain...
then lift away
within this dream a loosened seam
inside this heart we never part
for here we mend where seasons bend
and together drift away
Inspired by my dear friend; Alisa JS
Thomas P Owens Sr
Written by
Thomas P Owens Sr  M/New Market, Va
(M/New Market, Va)   
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