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Apr 2014
Every Second seems like a day
Every hour like a week
As I pine for the jade sparkle in your eyes
Time moves like a treacled tortoise
As I wait & wait & wait
For the moment we touch we kiss we hold
Our breath & then
Exhale
Written by
RJames O'Brien
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