I tried to write a poem about the rain But it...
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My self is Foreign to me now How I wish that...
My heart is ill With fever Smoke clouds my eyes I...
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I am sitting solemn Listening long To your memory I see...
Today I realized what an incredible miracle your life will be....
Your fingers in my hair Your hand on my cheek Your...
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Oh, the joy of pen and hand Coming together To create...