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First Love
Dawn is coming near
and you now live,
far away in a distant place.
Still there’s something
of the magic left
and at times dreams
reach out to you,
as it was
when love was new
and had an own vitality.
At a time you were mine
and I were yours
and every thought
and every breath,
of that time
remains only in memory.
poem
by
Gert Strydom
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