Illmatic

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    Illmatic

    You can only have....

    one breath
    one soul
    one way to go
    one dance
    one song
    one chance
    one touch
    one feel
    one blanket warmed by God's sin
    one kiss
    one deep look into eye magic
    one right answer
    one solution
    one problem
    one hello
    one epiphany
    one glance
    one moment
    one call
    one month
    one may wonder y

    there is but.....

    one bowl to pour
    one heart to receive
    one cloud to hang over
    one orgasmic burst
    one cup of hot tea
    one halls
    one suck
    one tongue tappin on
    one spot
    one clutch
    one grab...
    one piece of exctasy
    one reverberation
    one solitude
    one reflection
    one laugh
    one tear fallin
    one diary read
    one secret confessed
    one longing
    one ride
    one bitten lip
    one sigh
    one shriek into the coffee night
    one miles
    one monk
    one bjork
    one 1st
    one last
    one sun
    one river
    one bed
    one nimble of satin
    one nightmare
    one GOD
    one place
    one intoxication
    one regret
    one second lost to what mite have been
    one time
    one hour
    one second
    one minute
    one millennia
    one light
    one snowflake lost
    one dream
    one dream
    one dream

    repeating
    you can only have......

    one life
    one love
    one one
    one me
    one you


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    A poem begins as a lump in the throat, a sense of wrong, a homesickness, a lovesickness. It finds the thought and the thought finds the words.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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