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Oh the fates! What luck I should have to awake from slumber so near an angel. His kisses on my shoulder so soft yet his lips reaching to my heart plucking tender strings to bring music to my life Oh fate, Oh beautiful fortune.

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margaret-hein

American

Published: Apr 11, 2012
LinesWords: 844

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