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Your love is the warmth that  surrounds me, in the crowd of many, your searching eyes found me.  Those arms are the gates that open wide to take my life. Saying silently here is where you belong. Welcome home.
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Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 12:56 PM UTC
WELCOME HOME BY VICTOR TRIPP
Your love is the warmth that  surrounds me, in the crowd of many, your searching eyes found me.  Those arms are the gates that open wide to take my life. Saying silently here is where you belong. Welcome home.
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Sep 18, 2013
Sep 18, 2013 at 12:56 PM UTC
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