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Aug 2013
You promised me a rose garden and a white fence to guard it.

You thought me the beauty of observation; looking at an old couple sitting together and seeing so much more.

You told me three simple words. And for that I gave you my soul.

*Ah but my dear, why were you smiling at her?
Addie Santos
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Addie Santos  With the quiet sea.
(With the quiet sea.)   
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