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02/12/23 at 03:42PM
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Life Stories - Memories
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Last night I sat with my wife,
she looked at me saying,
"Are you married?"
Yes, I am, my heart swaying.
"Where is she?", was said.
You're my wife, I did say.
She beamed, with her smile,
"I'm so happy, I like you today."
Being with her, my desire,
to remain close to her.
She's alone, in her mind,
it must be lonely, there.
