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Jan 28, 2005 11:11

nurse your love like a wounded dove ........and never ease your hold ....
if you find i'm dying then you'll have to find a home ...but before i fade into a dust that's waiting to be blown ...i'd like for you to smile ...and tell me what you've told ....the other eyes..... they shimmer like a brilliant diamond in the sun repeating stories of warmth to you and everyone ..that
gathers in a circle and raises it to the sky .... i.i.i...... would like to .. soar in a heaven high .... stay there till night ...and come down when
the darkness can no longer see because the radiant morning light is
coming.... you're good to me .....to me .....to me ....
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