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Sunday, September 3, 2017

Letting go. I walk where I know you had thoughts about us River or torrent fail to clear Footprints remain to stay, un washed away and left to disappear on cold ground drying You are still in the presence My love is not dying Where thoughts are your essence There's a lingering of love and The memory... Sign in to see full entry.

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