Before I Die: A place of comfort and of rest. My love, why don't you come back home

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Sunday, May 25, 2008

A place of comfort and of rest. My love, why don't you come back home

Come Home Come Home A place where your heart is and always will be A place where you can love and will be loved for all eternity Where the love you receive is not for a price Where the love you give is not a sacrifice Where the weight of your touch is worth more than gold Where the time we spend... Sign in to see full entry.

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