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I think that I shall never see
A lonely poem coming from me
I have found my own true love
Sent to me from up above
Though lonely poems fill up my past
My future now is bright at last
I spend my days describing bliss
My nights are filled with happiness
My prayer for you is that you find
A love like me…the forever kind

©Cassandra Crews

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