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love bred in the fog
full from rain mist clinging fast
leaf bent from your touch
******

The Christmas tree falls
once in the forest and once
glass falling on the streets
******

Poetry comes fast
words from tongues from hearts on sleeves
tattooed there by me
*******

the dg rests on me
her chin my shoulder peaceful
trust freely given
*******

force myself to go
slower to hear the way it
goes now. words in love

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