Change Effected One Epsilon at a Time.
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April 7, 2009 in Verse | No comments
Forgive my silence — no words can I utter. Speak if I will, then joy must I feign. Pretend a nonchalant air keeps my heart aflutter; While I remember the past and swallow the pain…
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