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Everyday I feel the same,
at the sound of your voice,
or mention of name,
my heart about with love doth sing,
of life and the good that it may bring,

and though I often say too much,
and play the fool or feign as tough,
what I truly love (there's more than enough!),
you always know when to get in touch.




Poetry by Che Thomas
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Written on 2010-07-26 at 02:00

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