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Apr 2016
It's late and
as the moon remains in the sky for several
more hours to glimmer through our
bedroom windows and all the world is
asleep except for me, all I can think is that
I miss you ...
And that's all I have to say about that.
Posted this on IG yesterday, thought I'd share it on here
Celia Rose
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Celia Rose  AZ
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