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Aug 2010
Perhaps it's hyperbole and a bit cliché
But I'm finding it hard to think of what to say.
I don't know what rhyme or rhythm
Can cure this gaping hole and the schism.
I am changed.

It begins with an honest and open hello
"You know things I'm surprised you know".
The words fail me in times of late
Thinking of how you've taught me to appreciate.
I am changed.

I might be in a sense, over-dramatic
Over-optimistic and enthusiastic.
To which I believe credit is rightly due
To the seed of thought planted by you.
I am changed.

The thought of perspective begins to trouble me
Terrifying to think of all the things that I might see.
But even if we were to part ways this very day
I will forever know and be able to say,
I am changed.
Written by
Eric Logan
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     D Conors and Eric Logan
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