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3-17-17

3/17/17

 

What’s slipping thru my hands

Is something I can’t understand

Gone for minute

Or maybe just a blip

Each bump in the road

Is another fatal skip

In my favorite song  

 

Didn’t I please you

And smile on command?

Didn’t I release you

And let you hold my hand?

What tricks do I need to do

Or who do I need to be

In order for you

To see

Me

 

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