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Dedicated to Someone
A thousand or a million
It's all the same to me
I'll write for you forever
My thoughts in words set free
I know I cannot tell you
Can't say them to your face
But maybe you'll still read them
They'll be in the same place
And maybe you'll look forward
To waking in the morn,
To see a bouquet waiting,
Another poem born
And maybe if you're lonely
You'll read them once again
For you I wrote them only
My love expressed through pen
Copyright ©
Andres Luis Bigote
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