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breath held for a year waiting word scouring news longing to hear anything whispers of your safety mentions of your name your surprise return caught me unguarded whirlwind spin of relief euphoric elation hands tremble in anticipation of seeing your face once again your existence still unreal a figment dream come true until I touch you once again home soiled beyond enemy lines - Micael C. Luscombe © March 15, 2004 Post a comment in response: |
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