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Sep 2017
At one time you were the center of my attention.
Everything you did always have to mention.
Then for whatever reason?
You changed, least to the point when I had to dream you away.

Sorta like a faded cloud of smoke that vanished into the air.
jeffrey conyers
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jeffrey conyers  united states
(united states)   
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   Nini Smalls
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