Josh Alfred Biography

Out goes smoke
In comes air
Left alone
No one there.
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How much do I love you?
In everything I enjoy you! /
You are my center/
The core of my passion/
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Under the stars
Are little minds
Under the stars
Are thoughts of all kinds.
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Here comes the lugubrious one,
Earth's misery, grounds thirst.
Gray clouds morphing into torrential rains
Rain pouring/wisps in the wind.
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