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I could never capture them
The soft ways you were beautiful
In pictures & letters you evaded me
Like a name written in smoke
Or a bug on the page of a book
It could not see to read
The soft ways you were beautiful
In pictures & letters you evaded me
Like a name written in smoke
Or a bug on the page of a book
It could not see to read
posted by miller at 1:38 PM
1 Comments:
Hello Miller.
Always a pleasure, my friend.
I like this a lot. Says so much in so few words.
'Nuff said.
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