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Oct 20
Moaning, aching, memory
Exquisitely painful to touch.
Why do I reach for that place?
Cease, hear my command
O, ears open! Tormented mind!
Comfort I seek but do not find
Each time.
S R Mats
Written by
S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
45
       --- and South by Southwest
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