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| Poem by R.L. Brinegar. |
| I know a place. I know a place where lovers go Where skies are always blue. Where hearts are never broken And love is always true. A place where gentle water flows To quiet little streams Where hearts embrace in harmony As lovers share their dreams. A place where soft words echo And candles light the way A place where lovers go And skies are never grey. So if I hold my hand out In darkness or in light Would you grasp it gently? Then cling with all your might. I know a place where lovers go You've known it from the start I take it with me verywhere It's deep within my heart. |
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