Her name was May
You met in May
On the City Hall way
She was far away
She looked away
You walked her way
You talked anyway
It was a great day
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The Mystery, Motivation and Mastery of Life
Her name was May
You met in May
On the City Hall way
She was far away
She looked away
You walked her way
You talked anyway
It was a great day
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A lovely poem, I like the theme 🙂
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Glad you like it. Thank you!
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Poetry is as a corridor to the soul, and yours is well lit 🙂
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Thank you!
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