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Dec 2010
Where does all the love go, when its home is destroyed?
When the lovers loose the magic they so enjoyed
It cant simply be lost
All good things come at a cost
It may spread out and travel far away
But take comfort in knowing that theres a moment in everyday
When, whether you know it or not, it finds you
Embraces you, brings a smile, and enevitably a bit of heartache too..
Always remebmer love is not to be thrown away
It is a constant reminder, it is in everyday
Don't forget
Written by
sheala mckmean
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