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Oct 2012
Every time I see your face
I get a sinking feeling in my chest
That awkward combination of love and sadness that dominates my emotions
Hits me like a train
And I sit here dreaming
Dreaming of a time, and a place
That do not exist
Have not existed
And shall never come to pass
A place where somehow
You fell for me too
A time when somehow
I am happy
But it is all a fantasy
And then reality came home
Daniel Kenneth
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Daniel Kenneth  Boston
(Boston)   
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