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Nov 2013
the darkness of hair eyes ,lips with red bloom with a heart both joyful and light,arms that bid me welcome from the day now past.candles glow softly on the dinner table,that waits our merriment,and comfortable sharing.tiredness smelts away in the stillness of greeting.i inhale your fresh perfumed essence,my soul now smiles in delight.
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victor tripp  Philadelphia pa19144
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