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Nov 2016
the gateway of your heart swings both ways
it could be full of old junk
or a freedom seldom found
a freely given love freely received freely lived
the eternal plane, the place a loving heart calls home.
Written by
nivek
332
   ---, Metanoia, Mr Ribeiro and ---
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