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Dec 2010
With the rhythm of my spinning melody
A scene is richly spread
The music welcomes and hails me
From innocent eyes
Unread

Love approaches my coast carrying sunshine
My feet follow in command
It’s voice I hear within my mind
My fate’s only wish
Is at hand

I am but only what I think when I have parted
From my coast of love’s sunshine
Shall every eye not look half-hearted
At innocent eyes whose blush
Is now defined

The rhythm renews within each spinning scene
My music hails the richest spread
‘Tis the voice I heard when I was sixteen
With innocent eyes
Unread
Copyright *Neva Flores @2010
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Neva Flores Varga Smith
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Neva Flores Varga Smith  53/F/Rochester NY
(53/F/Rochester NY)   
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