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Private Moments
I never get to see What are your inner most Private moments Who are you then– During the most Tender, private times Vulnerable, open moments Of solace and solitude Writing the script Of your life First in pencil, scratch Ponder, then ink How many, oh so many Private moments Do you have in a Day, in a minute: A moment of reflection Of who you are and Who might you want to be Between these private lines In your private life Will you ever find A moment to leave Your door open Enough for me to slip in See who you are inside And love with you, Love next to you your Private moments
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