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Love Poems

Seven Days

It's a week since we spoke, a year long week,
A week where I stumbled and fell;

A week where I dreamed in the deepest dark sleep,
For hours whilst awake as well;

A week where I've fathomed so much about love
That I now have this much to tell:

A week in heaven can go on for ever,
But so can a week spent in hell.


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