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That Song

I long to hear that song again Like it was when I first heard it The pleasure of its newness As it played out to the end Close your eyes and see the lights Psychedelic in pulsating colours As you rocked the sound and look Dig it and hear it as your sound. © Paul Warren Poetry

Copyright © | Year Posted 2020




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