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Oct 2022
On the first of a million dates,
I became your valentine.
On our millionth day together,
I took your last name as mine.

You were a million miles away,
When our family of two became three
I never saw in million daydreams
How much she could change you and me

And she’s changed in a million ways
Since you last held her safe from harm
But now as a million bombs fall,
You cradle death not life in your arms.

Of the million times you’ve left before
I never feared forever would end
Now we pray for a million and first time,
When we can hold you close again
For those who have read my other works, you will know this is a new spin on an old poem but I hope you will enjoy it anyway.
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Aimée  F/The Past
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