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Jan 2014
It is early and chilly and the wind is blowing nicely. The coldest it has been in a while.
I am downstairs and I can hear the heavy weighted foot steps of my love above me.
How beautiful to know that above me his exhausted body is waltzing around preparing for a day of cool air and love.
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Samber  TX
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