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Salute.
From the first time you looked my way on the train. I knew you were the one. Those sparkling twinkling cheeky eyes.
The sunrise in your smile.
The whisper of someone deep you could talk to until the moon cries, when it has to depart.
Although lonely again, walking through life's strange ever changing bullpen, maybe we'll talk soon.
Maybe not but either way. If one day you read this, just know, every single part of you.
I will always treasure and miss.
Xxx.
(C)
Copyright John Duffy
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