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lalo88 Whenever I forget you
(Have I told you I do?)
A reminder comes, a cue:
The moon, or Jeopardy.

Then you are present,
Held fast in my soul like
I'd never known it otherwise,
Never again to be dismissed.

Gradually though, and even as I write,
Something slips, my slippers, sipping,
Strip the switch and twitching face
Erase the taste, i'm nearly paste

Even though I ache, I'll take
Moon for 200, Alex.
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