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Dec 2017
I spent new years in my favorite place you know the one

Waiting for you, hoping you'd come .

Cold and alone I sat on the beach

ListeningΒ Β to the waves as they break on the sand

I can almost feel the warm touch of your hand

This year will be different I know that to be true

If you can't come to me, then I'll come to you

Slowly I walk to the cold waters edge, not one more year I'll spend with this dread.

The water seems warm on the cold winters night. I feel at peace, it seems so right.

On this new year eve I bid you good night.
For that someone special
Adolph Hamilton
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Adolph Hamilton  Bass River
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