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May 2013
Those eyes that hid a thousand sorrows
Sent a shiver through my skin
She was beautiful
Yet her look could never be
Seen

The artist was indeed such that
This alone did my sadness bring
As knowing her would never be

Knowing her I'd never see
The beauty from the artist's dream
Captured in a time not here
Not now
Not in this moment of
Time

My sigh for a dream never
To be hold
Stretch as I may
Time was not my friend
My love would never
Be
andy fardell
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