October 2007
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My Poetry
October 9, 2007
All she needs to do is exist
For my day to be like none other
When my thoughts drift away
She is all I see
And when the tears run down her face
And in her joy and grace
And when the world is how it should be
My insides dive into a bliss not of this world
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