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Nov 2017
A heart for every person I have ever loved.
A tear for every face I will never see again.
Passing thoughts and dreams of escaping.
Just look for a some were to call home.
Searching for that much needed happy ending.
Opening the flood gates with no fear.
Letting these feelings flow deeply and freely.
Filling blank pages and empty lines with heart felt words.
Holding on old memories and happy days.
Remembering long and lazy Sunday days.
This is just a new poem from a new collection I am working on
Written by
stephanie burrows  F
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