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REPORT ABUSIVE REPLY
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Message Subject
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does anyone still enjoy poetry?
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I hear the rain sing softly to the Earth
The melody as soothing as your hands on me
Even my nights shine, thinking of you...the things we do.
Dreaming my dreams ~ hopes and fears entangled in ecstasy!
I'm dreaming of you
The things we'll do.
Your Spirit cries to me...
Or ~ mine, to you?
Quoting: SwampWitch superbadassed i can't lash my lash the tear propped my eyes opened
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