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Aug 2018
I can feel the morning glowing down on the window in my mind
Giving me the hope that love is something more than just a little light
Teaching me that yesterday is something that I never thought of trying
Looking in the love and the healing in the colors in her eyes

Waking to the morning wondering when love will come again
running from the traces the people and the places that I've been
Looking at her as she sits kissing her with love that never ends
Her smile is the one thing I hope and pray I'll one day see again
John Yuri Yasmirakov
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John Yuri Yasmirakov  122/M/Everywhere but nowhere
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