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Some more of my words sent to someone on 2 January 2007, enjoy and let me know what you think. To My One and Only Love I’m not a poet of any sort, but love makes you do funny things. I will do my best to let you know, what I know now and how I feel and it goes something like this …. I ha...

Hi all, I wrote a poem sometime ago (19 March 2007) and thought I must share it with you. This was when I was in a difficult period of my life. Anyway, read it and let me know. It’s not suppose to be a full on poem, more just words put together. My Thoughts of You I lay in my bed every single ...

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