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By mmPoems Posted in 2015, Poems Leave a reply

There are never enough moments with you.
The minutes,
hours,
days;
we get to spend together.
I want more.
More seeing you,
laughing with you,
holding you;
being with you.
For I love that;
and I can never have enough.

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