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May 2017
each step is a memory
of yesterday's conversations.

each breath--
a release of
yesterday's frustrations.

each quiver--
a burial of
yesterday's shame.

but each look from your weary eyes
smile that escapes from your mouth
time your soft hands touch mine

i look forward to today,
when my mistakes turn to miracles
that would lead me closer to you.
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kb  philippines
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   Vanessa Gatley
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