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Jan 2018
A new reason to live and die for
A new world that could be mine
A new viewpoint to look from
A new way to look at the world
were all he gifted me when I asked.
Long unanswered questions
swirling in my head everyday
leaving me wondering sleepless
Answered by him in a few hours.
The moments I spent with him,
listening to his flowing words,
were the most enchanting times,
Even though they were ephemeral.
He disappeared in a puff of smoke,
leaving behind a souvenir of words,
when I thanked him for being there.
Written by
Shiny Star
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   CJ Sutherland and rose
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