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Sep 2012
warmth of the sun
a romance's start
firing a gun
the strangers part
 
blue skies and leaves
teardrops and lust
running like thieves
a poor man's trust
 
summer again
as spring descends
it's not the end
my sleepy friend
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   Ann Beaver
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