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Jan 2016
Goodnight little angel, so far away,
and know in my dreams, you always stay.
Good-morning my love, I hope dreamed sweet,
my love for you burns, with an undying heat.
I'll sleep now my dear, but you're in my heart
as you have been ever since, the very very start.
The Last Wordsmith
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The Last Wordsmith  New Zealand
(New Zealand)   
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