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Oct 2023
There’s something pure in the dawning light
A hint of a greater, holy light
That flames and warms,
Particularly when reflected in a daughter’s eyes
Shining with perfection, reflecting
The warmth and the beauty
Found only in God’s resplendence.
Welcome to the world, Eliora
Steve Page
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Steve Page  62/M/London, U.K.
(62/M/London, U.K.)   
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