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Dec 2016
my love for you is like the heavy beating of a falcon's wings
it is the sun that shines over the white-capped mountains
it's rays peeking through the valley just to lay upon your face
the rushing waters of even the greatest rivers call out your name as if it were a prayer upon their fluid lips

l.r.
Leia R
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Leia R  ATL
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   Jamadhi Verse
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