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Jan 2013
Of course
Its the soft spoken boy
Who happens to be dancing away
With her fragile heart
The allure is gone
As the crisp rain beats down
And washes away the sparkling
Dreams she had about him
Dancing the night away
Just once
But she can’t have what she wants
She’s so spoiled
The amateur poet
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The amateur poet  Wantage, NJ
(Wantage, NJ)   
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