Poet's Journal: Part 4

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When the Sun comes out to shine
New thoughts spring into mind
Poems flow through hearts and tears
Although I'll always know you'll be here

I think of you, you think of me
and I know my heart has been set free
to roam this land of love
to fly as if a dove

Then this girl who roams the land,
She sets a trap, a cunning plan
I get caught in this web of gray
Tears and sadness float this way

This girl is crying, she feels like dying

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