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Oh the taste of your sweet lips, stained into my memory
That velvety electric touch of your hand in mine
I still smell your perfume it was so sensory
Every sight of you from those days is locked in time
To hear the sound of your sweet voice again, just to change my misery
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Jason Ray Morton
Writing has become more important as I live with cancer. It's a therapy, it's an escape, and it's a way to do something lasting that hopefully leaves an impression.
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