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My Lover
He doesn’t kiss me every day,
He loves me, though he doesn’t often say.
Neither gives me hugs daily,
Nor do we live together truly.
By loving him,
I learned the value of a single fleeting glimpse of him.
I learned the art of loving from afar,
I learned to care for his every scar.
His love taught me a lot,
Even how to live, even when he’s not.
He taught me to smile on his grave,
As he serves his motherland, brave.
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Poems for lovers
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