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Z
Poems
Nov 2017
sweetest
he is the early morning rain
a frosted air filling my lungs
he is in these words
hidden within the letters
he is a canvas of colours
each stroke of my brush
he is the strum of my guitar
the way i talk
the colour of my eyes
the skip in my step
he is the pulse of my heart
and i wouldn't want it any other way
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