Lives written
in sentences of passage,
by a mind's diary
kept in vault of indifference.
Always so incomplete
to heart
who thought
words I love you
ended with different period.
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Lives written in sentences of passage, by a mind's diary kept in vault of indifference.
Always so incomplete to heart who thought words I love you ended with different period. Author notes"and I'm nothing more than a line in your book..." A contest entry
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