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Apr 2013
As the time keeps growing,
The pain keeps flowing,
I miss him so much,
I just want to feel his touch.

I dream of him,
Does he dream of me?
I can't wait till the day,
When his face again I shall see.

Promises are just words,
Unless the have actions.
Words so easy to say,
Things so hard to make happen.
Something I wrote in 2009.
KM
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   Nick Durbin
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