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Jan 2016
They say true love is like fire
blow too much wind it will extinguish
blow too little it wouldn't blaze.
Ours was doused with cold,
unforgiving water
And it hurts a little too much to see
you holding the bucket.
Eunice Moral
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Eunice Moral
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     Woody and Alliana Griselle
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