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Created on: August 15, 2010
I miss you though I have never met you
Sometimes I hear you in the rustling of leaves
I see you in the cloudless skies
We make love in my dreams
But no we have never met
I feel you at my back
I sense you beside me
But no we have never met
I wish I knew what you look like
I would love to know your scent
But no we have never met
Will we ever and you say
We might yet
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