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Jan 2010
The gift of love,
Is encaged,
In your heart.
Its sister,
Sits as a songbird,
Tweeting with my
Heartbeat.
No matter to the future.
To what distances our
Bodies doth grow.
They will sing in our hearts
Eternally.
Victoria Reese
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Victoria Reese
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