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I cradle the memories
tenderly hold them nourishing them by constant reflection Long gone visions that round the corners of my mind carrying me afar across the deep blue sea To the cherished emblem of my soul. You stand there as always like a fine mist of form drawing the haunting want, the chill coaxing my mind to remember every laugh and giggle each deep played thought drift upon the sound of your voice Mellow like the sea's chant. I stand here where the silence invades leaves me longing again that soft tender encounter of heart thought and mind To a day in June long ago when your smile cracked open And changed the world forever. Alisdaire O'Caoimph
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