Sept. 7 2018

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Love is a four letter word to you


But to me is reminds me of a place I'd loved to live


A boy I live to see


A song that makes me move


Maybe love is thrown around


But if I say it I mean it


It isn't a leaf waiting to rot on a tree


It's a needle on a pine tree


Never to rot


Never to falter


And certainlyNever to lie

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