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First - a Poem

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Christine has been writing poetry since learning how to pick up a pen

first

there is a kind of passion

that can happen

only once

it is the first

it is the worst


but I would not change it

for all the sorrow that it wrought

even then time forgot

the mess

of first love


30 years has left me hollow

you can't go back

you can lose track

of that bygone time

when you lost your mind


forever's come and gone

I'm not sorry that I was wrong

about things that last forever

and worlds don't end

cause we did




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