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Sep 2010
Love is our survival when the north wind blows
When the night is crying and nobody knows
In you I find my strength
I look and see you truly
When there is nothing left to hold onto
My hand will still be there
And I know your hand will steady me
We are more than friends yet less than lovers
But whatever name we might give it
You sustain me as I support you
We two are but half shells alone
Yet together we become whole
When we are apart there is an emptiness
When we are together there is a purpose
I do not pretend to understand it
I only know what my heart and soul tells me
Love is our survival when the north wind blows
Copyright Sept 15, 2010 by Timothy Emil Birch
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