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Missing Love

I miss your smell of flowers I miss your voice like soothing wind chimes I miss you hands like soft clouds floating in the sky But I know that living means progressing And I want to live. i want to progress And you, Hun, I want you to be the progressing eagle Go, be the progressing eagle

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Date: 12/20/2024 5:56:00 AM
Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Welcome to Poetry Soup. I welcome you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.
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