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Apr 2013
Just a fleeting event,
A minute to be young
and committing reckless acts
of faith in each other.

On a moss covered rock,
In the cave of thought and spring rain
Facing one another
with nothing but love between us.

He knows it now.
He sees this simple knot
with the compassion of one
who loves us both.

Til the deed's complete,
We'll dance this circle of us
With all the resolve & beauty we can.
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