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Anne Amore Aug 2016
As you walk in the Garden
You stop at an Apple tree
         Pick me..
Anne Amore Aug 2016
I wanted to give you the Moon
When I looked it was half empty.
But then I thought of that day
We walked, talked' we loved
I looked again and the Moon was full.

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