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May 2015
"What is love?"
I once asked my
Father when I was
A young child..
He replied softly
"You'll understand love when you are older"
Then as I grew I forgot
My question until
One day when I was laying
In your arms
Tingled up in our love
Mesmerized by the passion
In your eyes
I realized
Love is a measure
Of the moments that
Take your breath away
William Keech
Written by
William Keech
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   --- and Camron Elliott
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