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Jul 2014
His voice has that pleading
moan
As he asks
again
Are you ever coming back to me?
The subtle whining
undertone
But the irony
lies
in his query
The question he should be
posing
is to
**himself
He forgets....I never left
Any present moment
Written by
Any present moment
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