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Jun 2021
memory's  of a time  shared, now lost
looking at the moon and wondering what went wrong.

why did it end so suddenly.
reaching out to a fading smile.
A sea between. eyes of blue.
I stand alone  and whisper a name.
the rain softly falls, through the night.
maybe if  I light a candle he will return.









jan 2nd 2016
bye LN
Lyn Stebbins
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Lyn Stebbins  74/F/Iowa
(74/F/Iowa)   
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