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Mar 2014
The street lights bathe with golden glow
People passing on roads below.
Where they come from, who they are,
All meaningless, beneath the stars.
But when two people chance to meet,
And share the loves they seldom speak,
They form a bond no test can break,
Love to give is love to make.
Andrew Switzer
Written by
Andrew Switzer  New York
(New York)   
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