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Jan 2011
lies cant bend it

time cant brake it

god stands at a pace

it's true unerring

kind almost scary

like a falling grace

when your weak

it makes you stand

when your meek

it makes you grand

and when it comes

it never comes exactly though you'd planedΒ Β 

you cant touch it

so you feel it

wile in due time life revels itΒ Β 

bet the Beatles said it best

its love, love, love, love, love...
god I hope its love and not another passing fling with a girl like this even a guy like me may consider investing in a ring (hind sight 20/20, lol)
John B
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John B  28/M/Within The Omniverse
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