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The glow of day along the horizon
Steadily moved more distant
As my thoughts became more brimmed
With you as the theme.
Whose eyes where I to see ?
Whose hand would reach toward me ?
Whose voice would light within my ear
Telling of her presence near ?
Copyright © Wm Paul | Year Posted 2012
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