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Lost Ago
Lost ago, yet memories,
in a box of faded key wax
sealed in a shadow
now in God's hands
gone to Glory,
feeling her pulse
like lint in the pocket
of my blue denim
in a box of faded key wax,
warming my smile
in a box of faded key wax
sealed in a shadow
now in God's hands
gone to Glory,
feeling her pulse
like lint in the pocket
of my blue denim
in a box of faded key wax,
warming my smile
Published 3rd Sep 2022
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