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Reach Out

We don’t touch

much

anymore

Whose fault is that

Do you feel the same ache

same pain that saps my

strength and leaves a

stain on my heart

Are there things in the spring

birdies singing

peepers peeping

days lengthening

that make you shake

quake with longing

Let’s wipe the salt from

our wounds and

reach out

again

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