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Oct 19
Heat comes up
Heat cools down
Hot-white love
Can turn cool-blue

High color rising
On the horizon's line
Reflecting many colors
In a lover's eye

Beneath each new day
After every storm,
There must be a calm
As lovers often know
S R Mats
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S R Mats  F/Houston, TX
(F/Houston, TX)   
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