omoi
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| Sat Apr 21, 2007 12:48 am [poem]untitled |
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I am sitting a table
The thoughts are in my head
I've got to get them out
Let me use this pen
To be able to be with you
To hear you speak again
To be close to you
To hear you breathe again
To walk alongside you
And ride upon the Wind
Awestruck with your faithfulness
And pledging mine again
To sit near gentle seashores
While whispering in your ear
"I want to run away with you;
I want to keep you here" |
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