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Apr 30
Her
Can we walk and talk, all memories,
The past so light and feathery,
My life now love and revery,
Your smile so complimentary.

Kiss me, tickle, tease a bit,
How many years did we commit,
So willingly did I submit,
Love is our bond with innocence.
Reflection seems to have devoured me. HH
Hank Helman
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Hank Helman
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   Khoisan
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