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EveryDay

For ****

Every day that passes,
I give you a little more of me,
a little bit of me,
a tiny increment.

And you collect the pieces,
calm and slowly,
understanding
they won't all come at the same times...

But you count stars with me,
till then,
and we weave our lives like
children,
playing in the sand.

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3.25.97 sandra
Xanii@aol.com


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