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Things Lost On Gossamer Wings
A small taste Of your lips
To remember
A small taste
So you would not forget
Remember me always
And ever
Remember me
And never regret
Remember the fleeting
Time that we had
Time that flew by
On gossamer wings
Memories so golden
So sweet and so sad
Of what time has stolen
Lost thingsā¦Lost things
poem
by
David Whalen
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