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Some Kinda Poem
I seemed to be missing,
An hour or two,
Out of the day,
Which the universe conspired a few,
Light years ago,
To see me through,
A time which,
I might not have outgrew,
So, I live my heart now,
Right on my sleeve,
Protecting it from demons,
Flying low and steep,
Sharing with a soul,
Kind and deep,
Fulfilling me heart,
Until I finally sleep.
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