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Wednesday, September 25, 2019

Soliloquy

Soliloquy
1986

It's not the past
That blocks by pen
Each time I sit to immortalize your name.
It is because of your polished heart
That tightens my mind
Each time I hold my pen.

Beloved, words are hard to grasp
When the heart is filled
With a burning love.

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