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Mar 2015
simple music, simple people
simple food, simple fun.
simple life, simple love,
to my heart you're the one

where is the moment's bidding?
the days spent on the run;
when you and I bridge nightfall
with the golden rays of Sun?

to live in notes and laughter
the wounds of past undone;
this is the breath of living
and I have just begun.
Thinking of a special person...
Amy H
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Amy H  45/F/United States of Abandon
(45/F/United States of Abandon)   
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