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Oct 2020
Your love,
has many dreams
in which I am not included
dancing anxiously
on still water
afraid that I will disturb it.

My love,
bright and sincere
clear as an open book
you don't want to read it
but left it
in a dusty corner.

Our love.
speaks several languages
but not one you understand
how for God's sake
do I make clear
that I love you very much.
Dereaux
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Dereaux  M/Here
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