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It's almost as if I can hear your voice! ! ! and your smell, your smell it's like every where! that the wind blows, at lest in my mind! ! and I smile, then remember days, months and the years that we shard together! tears fall from my eyes,
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A poem with courage although a sad touch but I am not sad living in memories of those days gone far living the smell thank you