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Monday, August 13, 2007

would i

would i
hold your
face
in my
trembling
hands
would i
gaze
so long
into your
eyes
would i
kiss you
so tenderly
would i
let you go
on deaths
dying door
i would
not
Posted by Tony Fiona at 1:50 PM

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