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When Things Come To
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March 2016 When Things Come To
Pass.....it's.
Not much, to ask....?
Just to see, a friendly .....smile.
To hear, another's ......voice.
Lonely's, still .......lonely.
A heavy heart, a wistful, sigh.
I had more freedom,when.....in gaol.
For, love ..... had never touched.
My heart was empty, like the night.
When prison bars..... blocked out,
the stars.
I was young, and......
Knew you
Naught .
Giajl © Jim Love
