jst lost

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jst lost

What is it that you seek? My heart is scorched from the heat i wish I could Freeze time when you are hear but with me you are never often here. These tears you know are the sum of all my fears. Living with out you I beg my heart to not miss you. But he tells me with out you there is nothing but attitude.

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Poetry is what gets lost in translation.

Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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