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Something new to be given
With imaginings she is driven
A determination worth more
Than ocean to shore

This is dragging her back
The façade begins to crack
A thought is all it took
And the reminiscence of a look

Life can turn on a word
Change is spoken and heard
Lasting in the mind
Never to unbind

A lost opportunity is now
Time slipped by somehow
To bring this all around again
She wraps her body in sin

Gone is the pain
Only sorrow to gain
Given a last choice
She listens for tone of voice

About G.Edward Smith

A stranger in a strange land...
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