Time
Time will not erase,
my love for you,
from the streets of New York City,
to a heart, broken, and blue.
Time will not erase,
the treasures of your mind,
captured forever,
in truth through rhyme.
Time will not erase,
the love you sent,
each time you wrote me,
and with every word you penned.
Time will not erase,
what is mine to keep,
memories,
from you, to me....
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