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Dec 2014
I have seen it in my daughter's eyes.
I have felt it in my dads embrace.
I have kissed her perfect lips.

Tasted, touched, seen and smelt.
      
               But never held;
                     For long.
Sorrow invites wisdom. Its sad, but some won't listen.
IsReaL E Summers
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IsReaL E Summers  Middle Earth, OH
(Middle Earth, OH)   
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     Rhianecdote, ---, GracefulWords, --- and Erenn
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