Will my words be heard amongst the wind that blows?
It’s the end, with the those things that were spread
I have so many things that I want to say
I’m keeping the moon in my memory tonight
When the deep blue night ends
Tonight is cold and dreary
But you are in my mind
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hi...excuse 4 comment :)...nice poem 4 someone special :)
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