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Apr 2016
Her love was heaven's masterpiece born from purest light.
Her laughter held a memory of Eden's own delight.
Her touch a promise of salvation,
Her song an answer to a prayer,
Her kiss would steal your heart beat
And you wouldn't even care.
Curing
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Curing  South Carolina
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