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A Permanent Imprint

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The opposite of August
I'm buried in snow
Your body so distant
And sorrow flows
Thru the beauty in music
Makes our love ever glow.

For each time listening
I feel you in my bones
A permanent imprint
Woven thru amazing tunes;
Active in the brain cells
As I long to re-learn
The glory in surrender to
The love of that man.


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