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Typing away,
Freeing my mind,
Hugging my soul,
Knowing all is fine.
Poetry without and with rhyme,
Poetry with new forms,
So much can be done,
No moments are forlorn.
I am complete,
As I type and feel love,
As I find my love and my friend,
From whom I am never apart.
Copyright © Aerin Hastings | Year Posted 2010
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