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May 2021
I look at this one picture, oh so many times.
For it brings a clear memory, so fresh in my mind.
it feel’s like that same day, is right here not behind.
when i close my eyes , the happiness i do find.
i may be foolish, to breathe in the past.
childishly wanting, joyous feelings to last.
but i wish so truly, it didn’t end so **** fast.
but i hang on so stubbornly, to this memory hast.
yes you are gone now,  my broken heart knows.
the saddest of all, of my sad spirits woes.
you’re no longer here,
my soul in pain throes.
for wherefore thou are, is not what we chose!!
Written by
gerald courtoreille
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