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Dec 2010
Rolling forward
The only piece of matter that matters is reduced to a 9-pound round thing
Thing, think, for, ward, forehead, bed
For once, not wanting it to be you instead
Laughter, echos, people having fun
Unbelieving the harsh realities of the world because
The only piece of matter that matters is reduced to a 9-pound round thing
Thing, fling, summer, winter, harsh, bitter
Sweet, your lips, oh how they flirted
Revealed your heart's emotions through a crafted semi-circle, inverted
Rounded
The only piece of matter that matters is reduced to a 9-pound round thing
I have a good feeling about you.  Hopefully, it will not remain just as such.  Five thirty in the morning.  Still hanging on to your words.  Every last one of them. December, 2010
Doctor SM
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Doctor SM  Virginia
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