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Jul 2
The joys of solitude
have been spoiled by the love I have for you.

Walking silently in places unknown
use to excite and awaken my traveling bone.

Anymore it just reminds me
that my love is alone.

So wherever I travel
be it land
be it sea
It be not my home
if it lacks you and me.
DC Hall
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DC Hall  25/M/NY
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