The Truth of who we are
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Tender is the night
Tender is the lips I kiss
The thought of you I miss
In the haze of this mist
Seeing where my life has changed
You’re not to be found in this torment of mine
It, not your lips sweet lady that kiss, it is his.
Guildford H Windley
June 14, 2019
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