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Jun 2013
I love the way you make me feel.
Your hand on my back and the way you kiss me hello.  
The hugs that could last a lifetime.
You could hold me forever and I wouldn't mind.
Those goose bumps I get when you're around.
The way you say my name and the way you kiss me.
It's all a dream though. And you don't kiss me. Or hug me. Or love me at all.
It's all a dream.
Nuala Woods
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   Gary Muir
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