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teenage love poem

the shadows of the ships
and how could you dream of meeting
like eagles on up high
a look is but a ray
short and sweet, and we've come to the end of it
i flung my soul to the air like a falcon flying
i said
three years ago today
up and down he goes
i love my life, but not too well
do you hear the rain?
i make my shroud, but no one knows

 



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