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A poem’s a wish

My wish is for you

To always remember

I’m blue without you

My heart is on fire

The fire is orange

Wire to wire

I figure what’s yours

My eyes are eccentric

My eyes are so green

A waxy short wick

That’s never been seen

My palms are so dry

They miss your cold hands

My forehead asks why

I don’t know this man

 

 

 

 

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