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… regarded nostalgia as ambrosia,
and i remember this clearly...
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With every minute given
my bones whisper to a...
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I have the power to fix people
And if I can, I should...
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I walk three blocks to see her-
once a week, I walk...
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A kind word,
A comforting touch...
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When I behold the blossom hues of spring
My eyes unfurl into the buds of hope...
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Arachnids crawl across a pulsing mind
Preventing sanity an earnest dream...
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July has arrived with heated
winds and cheery...
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You learnt to turn your fingertips
into curves of light...
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In the tomorrows to come
(no matter how many or few...
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Mistress Jane
full of determination...