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Jul 2016


If I could I would reach up
and give you the moon
Tied with a string
like a yellow balloon

So when you slept
beneath it's golden beams
You'd see the light
of my love in your dreams
Stephan
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Stephan  Camp Johnson Crossing NW
(Camp Johnson Crossing NW)   
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