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Dec 2014
he held his eyes open during the night to listen to each word she could possibly say

he awoke early to hear her voice before another person had the chance

he did all things in his power to retain her happiness

and she over looked it

now he can go hours without speaking

while she can weep for days

. . .
Kate Irons
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Kate Irons
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