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Nov 2013
flickering moments spent in your presence,are not enough and I find myself greedy formore,when all others would attack with scorning tongues, your love serves as a first line of defense,how could I ever be cold when your love warms me so.
Written by
victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
(Philadelphia pa19144)   
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   Universal Thrum
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