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Love Changes
My love changes with the dark
The breezy bright morning girl begins to doubt
Shadows casting through her crowded mind
Memories opened like ancient crypts
Fear flies into anger and dismay
But let me show you my lady of the light
Bouncing, shinning, beaming and laughing her infectious laugh
Fast thoughts, feelings, crackling into outer and inner space
Passion
I will be ...
Wednesday 15th November 2023 6:53 pm
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