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Feb 2013
How sad it is to kiss and part.
The morning fog must know this.
It comes in the stillness of the night.
It settles, caressing its beloved,
And leaving with the break of day.
WordWerks
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WordWerks  Austin, TX
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     Georgia, WordWerks and sassybutsweet
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