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The day turns to evening.
Quietness drapes over the land...
Only the sound of a water fountain and horns from traffic break the waves of stillness as which more action is what I crave.
Some one to share in my creative motions and my heart that beats for another to share this space with.
Now, as I look out my top floor window
As I see the sun lowering to mark late evening...
I think of you and I, united.
As through the visions I see in Day dreams
Make such lonely and quite nice more exciting...
I call out your name and create yet another vision of you
As someday, we shall be together.
And from my true and pure heart, you are hereby invited.

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