Never Too Late To Love.
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Sandra Feldman
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Too late for you
To love me?
Too late for you to care?
The days of young and lovely
Are gone,
Buried,
Somewhere.
And yet, and yet,
l love you
As if it were
First Spring,
Everywhere,
I find you
Love flutters
With new wings.
I never
thought
I'd find you
After, losing
Everything,
A love that was
Revival,
A renaissance,
That today
Has multicolored
Dreams
And means,
For me,
Just
Everything!
Bu şiiri puanla
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