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May 2016
The palms of my hands
Haven't forgot your touch
Your laughter still rings
Gentle echos in my mind
The look in your eyes
When I catch you looking
I look forward to
Creating those moments again
One of my many "last call" poems. They tend to be short
Marcus Belcher
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Marcus Belcher  36/M/Pelham, AL
(36/M/Pelham, AL)   
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