uploaded Aug. 24, 2013.
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Poetry
Every time I see you
Your ideas nourishes my shell
What can I say
I have weeds in my garden
But your company
Tills my messy thoughts
My secrets you bind in chains
Allowing me to be me
Voicing tasty tidbits
I wish we'd met on another plane
So we could enjoy more
Of each other's time & space
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