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Mar 2015
There is a place

Where moons remember
Romantic evenings shared between us two,
Their passion bed blue with fever.

The Sun is only heated by the thought
      of you and I,

And Stars cry out with desire to wish upon us.
another older one
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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