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Tuesday, August 17, 2010

my heart trembles
At the very thought
That I would forget
how we met before

At that very thought
I thought would not
My stomach got caught
and tied in a knot

The treasures you brought
no money can buy
I cannot accept
Yet I cannot lie

Just let it rest
These tired, poor eyes
Go to sleep
She'll Sing some lullabies...

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