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Larry Levis

Larry Levis

As I Move on With You

Different days,
Different hours,
Many faces,
bouqutes of flowers,
 
Fantisies,
And mists,
Of dreams,
 
Lost away,
Onto the ways,
Of yesterday,
 
See the future,
Past untold,
In his arms,
Is her hold,
 
Watch the moments,
See me through,
As my love,
Moves on with you..

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