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Jun 2013
Missing a single heart at times
I skitter a stone across the pond
It glide and tries again to survive
Until it drowns and gone and gone

If life ain't allows being with you
I wanna lose these ****** attributes
I'll let the soul to fly it's way
Until the souls meet on and on

This life just ain't like anything
That you deal it like a ten a penny thing
It worth the one who understands
The joy of loving on and on
Anne Baluch
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Anne Baluch  Bahrain
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