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Happy Birthday Rachael

Through the wee hours of the dawn On a cold autumn night of February. The harmattan harsh And dry breeze blowing I overhear the leaves weepy-scratchy Noise. Still but almost conscious, Generously, her angelic face Came, flashing, over my memory And those valentine that passed, One whom cannot be forgotten. Smiles as tender, Rachael, Emenaha says "all the best".

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Date: 3/6/2016 8:08:00 PM
wonderful poem... LINDA
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