Candle in the Wind
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Friday, November 9, 2012
Ignorance
Love is a mystery
I lay my hand
Gently upon my cheek
As I sleep
Black is the night
silver the moon
I love to be
In your room
Go now outdoors
Forget about the past
And spread your wings
And soar, free as a bird.
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