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Jan 2015
You are the first light on a summer morning
You are the wind in the trees on a crisp winters day
You are the laughter in the back of a cinema
And the cry of birds far out to sea
You are my Sun, my moon and everything in between.
You are mine and oh god, I adore you.
Amy
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Amy
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