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On the cloudy and crestfallen days, when it's chilly and rainy, is when I think about you.
It's when I think about the feelings we lost somewhere in the world.
On the radiant sunny days, when it's warm and balmy, is when I think about you.
It's when I think about all we could have been.
Whether it's crisp cold in mid December,
Whether it's summertime and I'm cruising down the shoreline,
I think about you.
Hoping you are thinking about me too.
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Recalling His Name
PoetryThis is going to be pages full of 3 AM thoughts or pure poetry, because we've all had our thoughts tangled up, and we've all had our hearts shattered in enough pieces to make us write about it. Everything you read in here is written by the publisher.
