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If I could raise your thoughts to my lips
I would feel you move through me As I inhale all that you I would know the depth of you by the way you cover and fill my soul I feel you, when you are not with me You move thru me, as a familiar waltz A song I've known, for as long as time has set You are in the wind and the colors of my dreams Your voice completes moments That were lost in another time... Rose Marie Patricia Contala ©2000
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