Twelve Years

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    Twelve Years

    Sitting in slince,
    With no words to say,
    Knowing what to do,
    Yet not knowing how,
    For twelve years,
    Togather we have been,
    Most days we can laugh at,
    Some days we will cry,
    Theese days,
    There is no middle ,
    Laughter is little,
    Tears are many,
    We avoid what should done,
    After all how do we just walk away......
    How do we say good bye

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    Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

    T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

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