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The Sunken Park

The city fades down to a hiss 
As I walk down into the park. 
I think of all the things I miss 
Like you and kissing in the dark.

The air smells fresh and green and new
As I sit down beneath a tree.
I think of walking here with you
And how with you my life is free.

The sun smiles warmly on my face
As it shines down from way above.
I want to be in your embrace
And feel your lips kiss mine with love.

August 1998

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