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Dec 2016
Acrostic 001
Knowing

Every morning I find myself whispering your name
Remembering thy subtle touch and joyous eyes
Even now I feel that things are  not the same
Now I need to know you behind your guise
Chris Balase
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Chris Balase  37/M/NoWhere
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