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Poem That Deserves No Name
My aching heart,
Longs for you
Lay down a tear
Murmuring a sad song go on
There are mountains to cross
The cold and snow
There are the frozen rivers below
And valleys to go
And time that will be spent
And no time for memories lent
Yet I carry this pain
Like valour, a medal feined
Carry this alone and carry on
Murmuring a sad song
My tear stained aching heart
Belongs to you
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Midnights Voice
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