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Jun 2015
Do not think black today
Think deep brilliant amber
Do not think of what
was left behind. Instead,
see the beauty there is
all around.
This is my wish
for you,
my love.
I want to see your fingers
pointing to the stars,
your soft olive hands
playing with the words
you gave me
Julia Dunlop
Written by
Julia Dunlop  Argentina
(Argentina)   
350
   --- and Cecil Miller
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