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Mar 2014
There are the days that love swells and grows infinitely around me.
It will pick me up and throw me over its shoulder in bliss and sing me to sleep with harmonics so angelic my tears themselves begin to cry.
There are the days when love will never be proven wrong, when nothing matters but love.

         And then there is today.
Elizabeth
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Elizabeth  Northern Michigan
(Northern Michigan)   
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