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| Poems of the week -
Sun, 21 June 2009 |
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Olive Branch
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Finding Love
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Olive Branch
If I could forge new links tired winks would applaud standing tall With bow tie and humble pie I ask the question Can our past be forgotten? The new moon looms Frolicking waves parade Stars streak across sky A sad goodbye To reconnect tears might wet sore cheeks and body heat would reach out Please – shouts And on bended knee hurries for your answer What is it?
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