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You’re still the one
Seconds from heaven, so near yet so far, a Heartbeat between us, A locker too far, should I have been quicker, and Rushed to your side? Oh, I guess so, I know so, No doubt in hindsight.
So now that you know of the torch that I bear, I Hope that you’ll read this, sometime or somewhere, A wish that I cherish, a dream coming true, would be a Reply and a fond word from you, but if that’s not to be, Or you think I’ve moved on, well No, I’m still here, and you’re still the one.
© Joseph G Dawson
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