Things That Matter
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there are but just a few
the things that truly matter
a meeting in the moonlight
a tender kiss at dawn
the passions of the night
and love that is foregone
the empty view outside
my window to the day
holds no allure for me
I turn to yesterday
and finally looking back
to one I used to know
I only see a girl
that I lost long ago
but I'm prepared to die
to walk just one more mile
in smoky fog and haze
with memories of her smile
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