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Feb 2013
In that fleeting moment of meeting,
I ask myself if I could ever love you.

Certainly, I want eternity,
   But I could be content,
      If, in that fleeting moment,

I could brush souls with you.
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     Anon C, WordWerks and sassybutsweet
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