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| Moonlight shining on us as we stand in a field of heather covered in dewdrops and mist. |
| Moonlight showing the way to our hearts, minds, and souls. Together in tranquility and mist. |
| His hands, a tender touch. A caress on my cheek, drying the tears of my childhood. My dad. |
| His hands old and feeble Many wonders of life, he has touched though out his long years. Wisdom. |
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| True love, time is swirling. Our hearts locked together, forever in love's desires, soul mates. |
| Copyright 2002 Crystal Rose |
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