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Jun 2012
My days are long as time flys away
And my heart sings of love everyday
My muse is waiting for me to arrive
And digs in my soul for my art to survive
Her eyes are enchanting
her voice like air
Sweet and sustaining
With never a care.
TD Rucker
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