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Nov 2012
I wish I could talk to you
now,
I saw you fade right out of the
crowd.
You felt Almost lost,
but almost found,
you give me faith,
to question the when
and how.
When it talks it barely shouts,
my fear is left without much doubt.
I'll give it trust once you
kiss me,
I'll tempt most your fate with
misery.
****
guess I'm thinking about you,
****
guess all my thoughts will never
do.
Zachary
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