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About This Poem
Stil
Michele with one L and her voice
Tells me in soprano that she no longer loves
The L that always pains my heart
And with care I watch the note fade
Alone again watching my P's and Q's
It's the L that I long for as the water falls
Still hear your song as I lie at night
The heart beats strong but without your L
The word has no meaning
Stil isn't a word without your L
My heart is stil without you
For my friend Michele who spells her name with one L after I spelled it with two L's
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