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Jan 2019
Her gentle eyes like
mirrors
reflected the amber brilliant
flame
Happiness in her smile
glows.

Sweet laughter drips from
her lips.

Warmth & comfort in
her hands.

Language is but a small
barrier
easily
hurtled
by laughter & joyous
eyes.
William Allen
Written by
William Allen  28/M/Phoenix,AZ
(28/M/Phoenix,AZ)   
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     Fawn and Campbell Pennington
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