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Aug 2014
Love is woven by its own wisdom,
And of ecstasy in such sweet longing
Cupid’s arrow; love’s purpose,
Isn’t a mortal’s question..
But hearts will truly touch; and be
Blessed with love immeasurable
Dom
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   Olivia Kent
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