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23h
if ever there was a morning called glory
it'd be an angel's whisper of your name
softly blowing dawn's early dew
onto red orchids

the whisper honoring...

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Ivan
Written by
Ivan  M/Los Angeles
(M/Los Angeles)   
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   Nancy Maine
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