Posted: August 11, 1991 in Poetry
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talk; remember to talk
or else you will walk
remember oh I hope
I remember like soap
relationships are
and I can say so far
this is the One oh
one slip, she’ll go
remember to communicate
it’s never too late
to tell her what’s real:
how I feel.

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