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Feb 2020
i can see you
    i can't
as you stand
        there
not in front of me

where are you
         now while i
   caress your
body days away
  and kiss
the distance
   on your lipsβ€”
come
          go
             st  ay
          a rriv e

               dePar t
    hold on to
      my hand
    tightly

        centuries
     in the
          future
Rick Baldwin
Written by
Rick Baldwin  M/Atlanta
(M/Atlanta)   
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