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Apr 2013
I shall hold thee again! Some day, at best.
To hold you close, tight to my chest.
To hear my heart, beat, and rest.
To feel love's keen jest.
But alas you shall never be mine to hold.
From our youth to the days of old.
And I love thee, truth be told.
But you were never...never mine to hold.
Drew Marr
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Drew Marr  Chicago
(Chicago)   
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