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Oct 2014
To every eye that looks on high,
I gift to you the softest glow.
In the hopes to cure man from blood lust and woe.

For eons I have defied your nature,
Inspiring all who see me to dream of sweeter things.
To free the good that is inside.

And in my success I see the sweetest reward.
The simplest kiss that holds fast time.
A glow that outstrips my own,
that makes my life far less cold.

Reminding me what it is to love,
To remember when I held another,
Helping me to light the dark,
And to empassion love in those who see me spark.
David Watt
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David Watt  milton keynes
(milton keynes)   
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