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Jan 2015
you glide through my atmosphere
with nothing but grace
i knew i would lose my ability to speak
the moment my hands grazed your face
oh, your face
i don't think you know how stunning you are
i don't think you understand the loss i felt
that night you left my car
i would love you harder than you could ever dream
down to the very core
chase every dreaded nightmare
behind heavy locked doors
for you i will practice patience
the key to keeping you near
a trait i so rarely accompish  
is so simple with you, my dear
Francesca Parenti
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Francesca Parenti  st petersburg, fl
(st petersburg, fl)   
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   --- and Julie Butler
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