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She stands there.
She's not smiling.
She knows.
I walk up and kiss her anyway.
Another sleepless night passes in Boston.
I cannot sleep either.
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She stands there.
She's not smiling.
She knows.
I walk up and kiss her anyway.
Another sleepless night passes in Boston.
I cannot sleep either.
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<Deleted User> (6315)
Mon 3rd Oct 2011 01:00
So much in so few lines..I like it Terry, I like it a lot.