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Nov 2010
Upon my arrival
my vision scans the scene
until the moment
our eyes meet causing me
to stand motionless.

I couldn't help but stop and stare
and I did want
but walk to you I couldn't dare
for you see
before that day I became
naught but a
dampened candle with no flame.

But through the days
of you with me I became
complete with
I being the candle with you as my flame
you my love
are my candle's flame.
Hunter Shields
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Hunter Shields
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   Alaska Young and ---
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