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The Middle of the Morning
By hislildeleon
jeanannedeleon@yahoo.com
It was a dream... the moonlight...night air... everything under the stars... You are to me... lingering sounds in the night... Our Heartbeats... as sunlight is coming... sweet morning air... so We, are... We will always be... it is my dream.
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Lord Battista Lord_Battista@epedominion.com