I only wish that you were words in a piece of my poetry, lines drawn by my spilled ink,then nothing else would ever matter because I could have just erased everything else except for you and me.
I only wish that you were words in a piece of my poetry, lines drawn by my spilled ink,then nothing else would ever matter because I could have just erased everything else except for you and me.
Poet Richard M Knittle Jr
A Poet's Journey
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