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Dec 2015
i miss the way you look into my eyes
I miss the way you make me laugh.
i miss the butterflies
I miss being able to hold you.
i miss sharing my soul with you
I miss the kisses and hugs.

i wish i could hold you
I wish you would share your soul with me.
whispering wind
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   Cecil Miller and Dead lover
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