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Blind Date
Freshly shaven, wrinkle free he is ready He has packed her favorites All that is needed for the perfect impromptu meal complete and ready to go Will she be there on time? Will she recognize me in this stupid suit? The shoes new and tight on his feet He arrives and she is waiting for him already Patient while he sets out the cloth and foods for her delight Then he kneels and lays aside the cane Feeling the headstone and tracing the letters as if he can still touch her by touching her name that is written on the headstone by: Kimarie
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