Category : Poems

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I’m sitting here wondering what to do
My thoughts keep coming back of you.

I’d like to give you a telephone call
But the line is busy; can’t reach you at all.

You used to live right across the street
And now just memories we have to keep.

Since we’ve both moved so far away
Let me say, I thought of you today.

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