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Apr 2014
Period


I’m lost within this maze of worried words,

         seeing,

                        perusing,

                                              gazing,

upon the ending of this sorrowed sentence

                                           wishing,

                          ­hoping,

         pleading,

that it is not the end of us…period
Jack
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Jack  San Antonio Texas
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