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12-3-04

7:07 am



I find myself often.

Taking out your poem.

And touching it.

I read it to, not that I need to.

Because it is.

Forever etched into my brain.

But still.

I carry it with me.

And look at it often.

Just to touch something that you did.

But all I am left with.

Is a piece of paper.

That you touched.

Almost a year ago.