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I Could Not Come Up With An Ending So I Channelled Vienna Bombardiari and She Did Her Job Well
FAMILIAL FAMILIARITY
I never got her name
and i'm to blame
and claim my right to misery
for this is now a mystery
because I never got her name
I never found out where she lived
in what part of town or a city unknown
but wherever it is it's a place where grace is grown
and roughness becomes tender and tame
but damn it, I never got her name
I flipped the newspaper pages not really reading what I was seeing
and every part of her beautiful body was agreeing
she was refinement, class and a precious commodity
not like some ostentatious women who become an oddity
we spoke of happiness, relaxation and fear
and realized the opposite spectrum of fear is to keep familiarity near
I heard a still small voice sans a formal introduction
and it taught me about forgiveness, love and restitution
This lovely lady said the Lord would lead me to a missing part
so long as I become familiar with my heart
and because I listened to that voice the rest has gone down in fame
because after learning about familiarity I finally got her name
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Jeffry Cohan
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