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When the world stops

The coffee cup grows cold slowly in my hand Whilst I, distracted, think on you. Then the world surrounding me Stops And I lose myself in fading remembrances My heart is warmed And I am slowly lifted Out of the darkness That I have built around me Since you left. And when I turn back to reality I know you are with me Within And I am whole. 13/07/1990
Published inLifeLoveMemoryPoem

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