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Re: triggering:a new continuous poem (dont hold back full heartedly give it a shot) -
August 10th 2012, 03:24 PM
I remember a time when you said you loved me,
And that you were thinking of me, that I was lovely
"My heart is warm with friends I make,
And better friends I'll not be knowing;
Yet there isn't a train I wouldn't take,
No matter where it's going."
- Edna St. Vincent Millay
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