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It’s Only A Memory

It’s Only A Memoryby Michael DoyleCracked pictures from another time,And now somehow it feels more than sublime.Once we walked under the moon, hand in hand.Where that went is hard to understand.Is it funny how love fell into a crack?And now … Continue reading

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