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Feb 2013
When the words won't come
I always have you
to refill my well
when the ink runs dry
I need only
dip my pen in your blood
when the paper is dead
the thought of your laughter
breaths new life
when hope is lost
you give me courage
you make me
a better me
Harry J Baxter
Written by
Harry J Baxter  Richmond
(Richmond)   
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