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Dec 2013
Outside, it's cold and dark.
Your smile was special, your own trademark.
I'm going numb, can't even walk.
All I hear is the clock. Tick tock.
These woods are lonely and cold.
Hard to be bold, when your soul you have sold.
These tears puddle, like an ocean.
Your love always unique, quite golden.
Reality is wrong.
Still need to stay strong.
Dreams are for real.
How does that make you feel?
This mountain called life is steep.
But I've got promises to keep.
I'll go out on a limb to say.
Life's a game no one learns to play.
Life is a never ending exam.
Never anytime to cram.
Samuel Adell
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Samuel Adell  Lewiston, Maine
(Lewiston, Maine)   
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