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02-04-2011, 04:09 AM
My sweet love, my dearest Kuran; your every word that you direct my way, that I hear through the ears of love, all make the most perfect love poem I have ever heard or seen. Then when you place them before me in this way, your sig, its love radiating 4,000 miles to me, my responce is silence. I am so swept away into dreams of us that all else leaves behind my need to say.
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