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One more month, has now past, Amazing how it went so fast. Emotions and thoughts have come and gone, At the end of each night, and start of each dawn. But while with you, for each past week, No other thoughts did I seek. One emotion was always there, Like an arrow through the air. From your bow, in to my heart, You had my love, from the start. And though the future may be unclear, I love you now, and I love you here. |
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Ian W. Park, 2001 |