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Jun 2012
When you're trapped in that moment the passion does rise,
then you see that bright sparkle that shines from her eyes,
that twinkle, that glimpse of the fire that dwells,
then the magic ignites in sounds of fireworks and bells.
Yes in that moment you know everything's right,
then you lie down together and sleep for the night.
Andy Cave
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Andy Cave  27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon
(27/M/Hillsboro, Oregon)   
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