Nan
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Adele Mcrae, Grade 9
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Poetry
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2010
since i was little,
you and mewere one,
now iam older,
we're bearly having fun,
i think about you all the time, wondering how you are,
please get well,
so it doesn't feel so far,
i talk to you on the phone,
but sometimes i feel alone,
i wait and i cry,
and all i wonder is why,
i love you to much to see you like this,
before this is over cani please have one last kiss.