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Fading Music
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June 2002 Poetry The music,
is playing loudly,
in my ear,
but is drown out,
but my own thoughts.
Are you thinking of me too?
~*~ Jill ~*~
The music,
is playing loudly,
in my ear,
but is drown out,
but my own thoughts.
Are you thinking of me too?
~*~ Jill ~*~
Have I told you that everytime I read one of your poems it's like I can see what your talking about in my head?