.never before.
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the feeling i left you,
was just a taste of my offering;
there’s more
if only the words would come.
i’m sorry i couldn’t give –
i’m sorry your loss was more.
someday i’ll feel what you feel
until then i’ll speak no more.
halfway to gone
midway to home;
sleeping for that dream,
sleeping indefinitely.
©2003 Joe Jenkins
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