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poems with you start like the breeze on wild shores
there's salt in each verse and their words taste like lips smeared in chocolate before breakfast poems without you are houses ripped off at night by thieves they are the empty souls untouched by God tombstones forgotten in winter * some poems are poor and some are rich some open the door some close it some are bonnie and clyde some jane and john doe and some don't even rhyme * my poems come my poems go rhymes laugh out loud or grieve but from this poem on you'll know why you should never ever leave (I wonder if I should post this)
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