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Apr 2021
wind chimes  are singing fluty music.
I see his eyes in my head, i hear the distant wind whisper.
The  sun warms me, I see a face awaiting
to be touched.
thoughts warm me. and dreams delight me.
jan 6 2016
by lyn.
well i supposed you can say its unrequited love.
Lyn Stebbins
Written by
Lyn Stebbins  74/F/Iowa
(74/F/Iowa)   
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   Deb Jones
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