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Jan 2015
Her smile was the final shove,
she without mercy let it show.
He wanted peace, she shot his dove
and through his veins he felt her flow.

Watch him tumble into love,
but deeper still there is to go.
Plummeting from far above
onto the jagged rocks below.
Curing
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Curing  South Carolina
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