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May 2021
For you, even the Heavens blush
Evident by the orange and red on the horizon
On God, my dear
With breeze light as your touch
Sea clear as your soul
And sand golden as your heart
I will love you 'til the angels stop singing
And hold you 'til the sun burns out
Written by
A Wandering Soul  F/England
(F/England)   
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