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Whirlwind
It has been a wonderful
Whirlwind of days
In the ways and
Wonder of you,
Through all of
Your moods
Your tears
And your laughter,
The song of your soul
Will linger long after,
Your physical beauty
Has run out of race,
You may not know
How much you do
Mean to me who
You’ve touched
On your way,
But I’m sure
At the end
We’ll cuddle again
And smile at the things,
That while on earth
We weren’t able
To know.
Stephen Nesbitt ©
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