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Sep 16

Your smile and touch; might just be a thoughtless moment
   But is what painted my sky
What has drawn my trees
   And grown my grass
To make my world.
    You might just be one letter
   In an infinitely long book
But without you; how could any of the chapters
   Make sense?

Dario Tinajero
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