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Each New DayNo more your gentle kiss in the morning light no more your touch to warm each new day the winds of change have taken you far from me and each new sunrise… forever this way I knew not why this life should suffer so much… was my soul guilty of crimes long ago? always I loved true and loved more as life grew but never a love… I could know. So no more your gentle kiss in the morning light and each new day I now face alone no more a shared glass of wine on a winter's eve or your smile… to welcome me home life has decreed that its just not meant to be and fighting this left me sadder in every way… but now I accept this and remember the good bits and happily wake up… each new day! Vote for this poem
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